Indonesian Mother’s Dildos

Eve rubbed her face on my arm and chuckled. In ways that I probably shouldn’t. With a speed of which I’d never known women capable, three sets of clothes fell to the ground in unison. As her daughters passed my cock back and forth, Jill gently massaged my sensitive nuts, not shy about slurping them into her mouth or really giving my taint a good lick. The girls laughed again. Chloe and I moaned in unison as she took me, not stopping until she had me all the way inside of her. She mumbled something, but rolled off of me and kept sleeping. “Of course they are, they look just like their mother.” I replied. It was finally enough to push me over the edge. She didn’t care. She lay on her back, still flushed and worn-out.