I’ll throw them in the washer and we’ll get them clean. You sure you’re not going to be expected at home?” “Yeah, no one will be there until tonight.”And Brian carefully began to remove his socks, shoes, pants and underwear. Melinda watched in silence for a while, still standing in the gay same place, unable to believe that this had just happened in her living room. The smell of sex registered to her brain. Her tingling pussy wanted to be rubbed so bad that her legs twitched, making walking a dangerous aspect. “I’d take you home, but the car isn’t here.” Matt had it, but she didn’t want to say her husband’s name to Brian right now. Melinda also didn’t Hardcore mention that Brian’s home was within walking distance. “I’ll make us some lunch while the clothes are washing. And… after I clean up… that.” She pointed. “Okay.” Grabbing his shirt, Brian stood up, softening penis wobbling back and forth. He walked halfway across the room before turning around and catching Melinda in the act of looking at his young butt. “I… don’t have any pants?” “I’ll get you something,” Melinda said, tearing her eyes away from Brian’s penis. He nodded and made his way up the stairs, butt cheeks flexing. Taking a deep breath and letting it out, Melinda swallowed, throat dry. Without Brian in the room, she felt confident enough to walk, so she moved toward the kitchen, trying to think of where her cleaners were. Rummaging in the cupboard beneath her sink, she found carpet cleaner and a sponge. Remembering the cum on her coffee table, she also grabbed some hard-surface cleaner. Standing, she went back to the living room and stared at the mess for a little longer before kneeling. The smell of cum was still strong. There was CUM on the carpet of her living room. The cum of a guy who hardly needed bear to shave every week, let alone every day. How hot was that? Melinda looked toward the stairs, hearing the water run as Brian cleaned up. She figured he wouldn’t come down within the next blowjob anal few seconds. She pulled the belt loose from around her waist and, with bear a anal deep breath, let the gown fall to the floor. His cum fired into me. Spurt after hot spurt spilled blowjob through me. I whimpered, staring into his eyes, my pussy milking out every drop of his incestuous spunk into my fertile depths. I could feel him throbbing between my folds. “Are you okay?” I asked her, stupidly not stopping as I did so. He looked at her enormous breasts, thinking they ware Hardcore as big as their mother's maybe even more, as they stood firmly in place. Ayesha - gay hahahhahaa. “No fair, she's got my cum in her pussy! She brought it into her mouth, smacked her lips, and grinned. That oil was hot. Come on, tell us all about it.” If you only knew how hard it was to sit through 3 grueling hours of that presentation, knowing that Jessi was back at the hotel with a dripping hot quim, and just waiting on me to make her squeal. Like, sex things. She groaned and shuddered, the pleasure twisting across her face. Evan walked in, “mom I like you better cum soaked then like this”. The crowning jewel of the Art. I shoved her to the floor and, without her hands to break her fall, she landed painfully directly on her breasts and face.