He looked more like an IT technician.Cherry questioned, blushing for a response.I said.Do you intend to relieve me of some of those holes in my understanding of you?I squeezed Zoey's tits hard and found her clit.He lapped at me even more, Grandma licking my cum as it covered both his tongue and my thighs.They hung down by the pure weight, looking flat and unattractive.It was just the best.He didn’t bother mother mom to speak, but grabbed one of her nipples, and she felt the cool grip of what granny she assumed must be a nipple clamp being closed over it.Furthermore her football sized silicon tits are put into a black, skin tight and net like shirt encases these massive boobs perfectly.For a solid five minutes, I daughter brutalized her to the sound of her euphoric cries.She wrapped her fingers around his cock and gave it a gentle squeeze, making him buck his hips slightly.Yeah, sure… No problem. I need you, she said before I found her tongue back in my mouth. Her nails gripped into my back and before long we were on the cold floor of Grandma the place. I smelt daughter her. The blood, sweat, and arousal. Even as mom she wrapped herself around me, I found everything about her intoxicating. To say the least, I gave in. The mission could wait a few granny more minutes.She growled repeatedly at me until I slipped into her oily hotness. We both gasped but then the animalistic need took over in us both. I thrust into her, not caring in any way that her sharp nails dug into my back. She met my thrusts which mother cause a deafening slapping sound as our bodies met in frenzied urgency. Sometimes in our thrusts, I found put her on her hands and knees. Thrusting into her from behind felt much more natural. Plus, noting the power of our bodies meeting rippling through the flesh of her ass presented a sight to behold.