Still smiling, she grabbed his shaft with one hand and looked it over… XXX hmmmmmm…”
As Chrissy reveled in her euphoric climax, Brett continued to gently suck on her swollen clit, while using one hand to caress and fondle her boobs, and using the other hand to stroke his straining hard-on. and, just like her mother, he couldn’t help but notice that her impressive tits bounced deliciously up and down, as she trotted her horse over to where he stood in the driveway. goddamn, Brett… but couldn’t help noticing that Miranda was pressing her breasts up against him… She returned, wiping the semen from her hand… “For fuck’s sake, mom… When she returned to the kitchen, Chrissy had on an olive green, light-weight cotton top… uhn… she became used to a level of luxury she’d only dreamed of before meeting Evan.
