... Braking and Taking

Francis felt the car brake to a stop. Opening his eyes, he watched as the bitch opened up her door and stepped out of the car.

“I must have fallen asleep,” he said. “Where are we?”

“We’re home,” he heard Alice say from his feet. Francis looked down at the blonde, reveling at the sight of her cum-covered face, hair and shirt. Thick lines of dried cum ran from the corners of her mouth down her cheeks.

“Well, then,” Francis said. “Let’s get in and get comfortable. Besides, you’ll need to show me what you bought today.”

He smiled as Alice blushed loudly beneath the results of several ejaculations.

Francis and Alice clambered out of the Cadillac. Seeing that the Alice’s mother was at the front door, he called out, “Hey Bitch! Unlock the door and bring in the bags from the car!”

The blonde-haired mother shuddered and turned around walking back to the car, allowing Francis his first look of bra-clad titty. Her bra was a thick and white, but her stiff nipples were visible through the material. Francis needed to see more.

“Bitch, pull that bra down! Let’s see those titties!”

The woman grasped at her over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder and pulled the material below her firm breasts, softly moaning as it rubbed against her agitated nipples. Her motherly mounds stood at attention, not an inch of sag visible.

As she passed Francis on her way to the black Cadillac, he reached over and gave her rigid nipple a pinch. The bitch stumbled forward at his touch, moaning loudly.

“C’mon,” he told Alice, putting his arm around her shoulders. “Let’s get in inside.”

The two walked up to the front porch. Francis held open the screen door (the years of courtesy from his mother still undiminished, though slowly fading) as Alice twisted the doorknob and opened the door. He followed her in, his eyes on her denim-clad ass.

“Oh my God! What happened to you?” Francis heard another voice say, snapping his eyes away from the tight dark blue jeans. I should have asked if anyone else would be around, he berated himself.