Mommy pussy licking is something that needs to be taught to offspring. Pardon me if this sounds not very maternal, but what good are progeny if they can’t lick your pussy like you need them too? I believe in training them at a very young age. I did it with all 6 of my brats, and even though they are adults now, they are expert cunt lickers. I have grand angels I am now grooming as the next generation of pussy lickers.
I have a unique approach to training. I use candy. Cunt candy is the best. Anything sweet can go in this pussy to be lapped up by young tongues in training. My offspring were particularly fond of chocolate. Hershey’s Kisses, mini Hershey’s bars, Reece’s Pieces , M & M’s and Tootsie Rolls made them better pussy lickers. I’d stuffed my pussy like a candy bowl on Halloween and wait for that thick creamy chocolate swirl to melt out of my twat. “Candy time,” I would yell, and they would line up for a feeding, the boys and the girls. Hot sticky messes all over their faces; hot sticky gooey mess between my legs. But, as they candy guzzled my special cream out of my pussy, their noses flicked my clit. Their fingers went in my snatch, and soon they got sprayed with mommy’s special candy sauce.
My grand angels seem to be better cunt guzzlers with sugary candy. Gummy Bears, Smarties, Sprees, Now or Laters, and Gummy Worms. My youngest granddaughters love to pull Gummy Worms out of granny’s candy hole. I will let them simmer in my special sauce for a bit before I piss them out into the mouths of greedy sugar toothed little ones. They giggle and slurp. Little fingers rub my engorged nub and I start to spray angelic faces with a rainbow of granny juice. My grand angels call my pussy their candy box. Candy is a good training device. I mean generations have been potty training with candy with much success, why not train brats in the oral arts the same way? I have two generations of champion pussy eaters with my special methods, you can do the same thing with your cock to get your favorite little one to slurp on you! My little ones are willing to show you how good it can feel too.







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I had been such a bad cum slut whore this week. My no limits phone sex perverts love when I am a blasphemous whore. And this week, I cannot think of a time when the confessional was needed as badly as it was. I had been with my fair share of men this week, and only for the sexual gratification of my pussy. It was time to have my meeting with our new priest. I waited patiently while each nun told of their sins to this priest, and all I could think about was that my pussy was still very hungry. It ached and was so wet. I needed relief, so even as I waited I pushed my hand under my ass and quickly gratified myself. I thought to myself how much I wanted this man to smell my dirty blasphemous cunt. When it was my time, I knelt and spoke of my desire to confess. He nodded and I continued to speak. I told him of the men who I had relations with. The man who jacked his cock into my mouth and filled it with his seed. How I sucked him after his liquid ran dry. I
spoke of the man who licked and sucked my pussy while I sat on his face and stroked his very hard cock. And then bent over and let him enter my snatch and pump his dick in and out, till I climaxed very hard. After recounting just a few of the things I had done, I noticed the breathing from this priest increase greatly. He was moaning, and I noticed his hand moving quickly. I picked up the pace then as I rubbed my sinful sex slowly, telling the father of how I rubbed my clit as hot loads of cum was shot inside. This was his trigger and he sure did shoot gobs of thick semen all over the confessional. Dripping down the walls and all over the father’s black robes. I joined him on his side and told him the biggest sin was the spilling of his precious seed, and I would help him remove his sin. He pushed his fingers in my ass and I sucked the rest of his cum, and very soon he was pushing his cock inside of me until he released much more. 




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the urgency your presence brings me. You lean down and bring your lips close to mine. As I feel your tongue invade my mouth, your weight bears down on me and I fall back into the bed. I instinctively wrap my legs around your waste. My skirt is bunched up as you pull my panties to the side and feed my hungry pussy your cock. I gasp with delight as you thrust yourself into me hard. My cunt begins to meet your pelvic thrusts, and our rhythm becomes as one. I feel you lift me into the air and I hold tight as you turn around and set my bare ass on my dresser. Using the mirror as a grip, you pump into me faster and faster. I look in the mirror and realize how hot we are as we fuck each other in wild passionate form, and no sooner do you tell me I am yours, do I cum all over your dick.
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