Animated Teacher Gets Anal In Class

Henry whimpered. He gently clutched his mother's head with both hands, wincing as he felt the pressure building in his cock. "Unnnggghh! Feels so good, Mom! Oh that's good. Sucking is good mom!" Margaret obediently sucked, inspired by her son's words. She mashed her lips around the huge boy-cock trying to coax the cum from the pulsing slit. The prick pulsed wildly, out of control, beating on the roof of her mouth. She hentai knew cock-juice would soon be spewing out of her horny son's huge prick, spraying down her throat. Shamelessly, the Margret started bobbing her head up and down, fucking her mouth with her boy's stiff prick. She tightened her finger around the root, jacking his cock firm and fast. So much spunk was oozing out of the piss hole that she knew his orgasm was seconds away. "Ohh . . . oh . . . oh, Mom! Here it comes, mom!" The giant cock started spraying out cum. Hot gobs of rich, salty jism blasted out of his swollen erection, vaulting onto her mouth, running down her throat. Margaret moaned happily as her mouth was drenched with her son's cum cream. It was rich and delicious, the best tasting cock juice she'd ever sucked in her life. Deliriously, Margaret clung to her son's erupting hard-on, sucking and jacking on it, shuddering as the cum juice sprayed onto her mouth. "Oh Mom! I played with the foreskin, back and forth, “You’re going to make me cum,” James said and I slowed and drank some more wine. You're ignoring us. She's dripping wet.” The naked blonde lay facedown in the tent, completely still, and tried to assess her options. Pressing his tip onto the back of hentai her throat, making it twitch around his girth. "Who are you?" asked a pretty young woman with dark hair. "It's okay, baby... It doesn't matter that you birthed me.” His fingers thrust her panties to the side. “I spoke with one of them,” Lucilla said, “and if she was acting, she was doing a very convincing job of it. We both lite up an cigarette as we wait for bus to come. Her weight immediately fell into my side for support. As John finishes his cereal, he gathers his own backpack and heads towards his truck in the garage. I edged myself carefully, rubbing the precum-soaked pad of my index finger agonizingly slowly up and down the sensitive spot under my cock head and occasionally across the tip to slather up more slimy liquid. I can feel a really good orgasm building, very slowly, this is too good to rush. Boy, I thought, riveted by their naked thighs, either their panties are very tiny bikini types or -- or -- that was it! “Hey Darling, may I join everyone?” Jennifer says in my ear.