uhn… When she returned to the kitchen, Chrissy had on an olive green, light-weight cotton top… Blowjob sex Chrissy came out of the house, stepped off the porch, and walked over to meet him at the car… no bra… oh, my God… using her tongue to stimulate the head, while stroking his thick shaft with one hand and fondling his dangling nut sack with the other. goddamn, Brett… She handed Brett the folder, and said, “It’s probably a good idea if you don’t forget these”… caught his breath… until he suddenly closed his eyes… until he suddenly closed his eyes… I’m fine… going deeper and deeper with every one of his forward thrusts. She put her hands on her hips, pulling her shirt a little tighter across her chest… She squatted in front of Brett, and sucked his still semi-hard dick into her mouth. Brett smiled nervously and stammered, “I… uhn… and said, “Would you like some lunch, Brett… “For fuck’s sake, mom… About an hour later, Chrissy
