British Blonde Enjoys Intense Anal Pleasure

I rose my fingers to grip her pants; have you ever seen the table cloth trick? I finished by dominating her sleeping mouth, parting to see her lay back in her chair not knowing a single thing. Then on the chair next to my mom, Janice, the bad girl I guess I could call her. She wore a thin dress that rode up her ass like no one’s business. I sweeped the bottles off the various surfaces into a bag, taking it outside to the back and tieing it off. Soon I panted as I laid her in bed, softly as I could. I wonder what could she be dreaming with this going on? It didn’t matter to me, because it was going to be my tongue she’d be feeling. Now came to pull a real magic trick, as I dressed Janice back up I wondered and contemplated how to do this..