A little more fun

Taking out my phone I wanted to encapsulate this moment for Tommy. A good look of his mom’s pale ass and my cum dripping from her well used pussy.

Starting time, I held my phone ready to shoot some video. Immediately Bella’s screams filled the air.

“Get it out, get it out. My ass,” Bella yelled as she crawled around aimlessly. The individuals of the cafe were stunned with silence except a young twenty year old blonde. She was hysterically laughing while sitting with an apparent sugar daddy that looked to be over seventy years old.

Bella blindly crawled over to them, crying in pain and humiliation. Her pleas for help went unacknowledged, as her hands found the sugar daddy’s pants. As if by magic the man’s fly opened up and Bella’s mouth went around the old man’s wrinkled erection.

“Hey what the fuck that’s my husband you bitch. Just because you’re the queen of this club doesn’t mean you can just take my man,” the blonde yelled.

The sugar daddy grunt as he shot his seasoned load deep into Bella’s mouth.

“What the fuck, but you never can get it up with out your Viagra,” the blonde yelled again clearly humiliated someone was able to do something she couldn’t.

Bella was now gagging in disgust while the blonde fuming with anger got up from her seat. With a giants windup she cunt punted the queen of the country club with a loud thud. Bella only gave a small squeak before passing out.

It was at that moment security arrived at the scene. A passed out Mrs.Brentwood was delicately carried away while the blonde gold digger was **** out kicking and screaming.

Laughing at my **** I decided to do more exploring of the club.

It didn’t take long before fun found me. As I circled around the club I was pushed to the ground.

“Look who it is. Haven’t seen you in a while fag boy.”

I looked up and saw the face that haunted my dreams. Topher Van Beek, the star quarterback and one of my main tormentors. “Mom look who it is.”

Just then a sexy blonde, who I immediately recognized as Charlotte Van Beek, turned the corner with a huge smile definitely expecting someone worth impressing.

“Who the fuck is that,” she asked with disappointed disgust.

“It’s that Barron kid or as I like to call him fag boy,” Topher laughed giving me a kick. “You know the one with the mom you humiliated.”

“Honey I’ve humiliated so many pathetic losers I have no idea who you’re talking about,” Mrs.Van Beek said in a haughty tone barely acknowledging me.

I only gave a smile as all time stopped.