Who do I wish I was?
The stud
My hand drifts to my raging erection as the bimbo gives a shuddering moan as she orgasms and all I can think of is how lucky Aaron must be to have a fuckable piece of ass bouncing on his cock. A confident smirk crosses my face as I get a feeling I could probably fuck the slut better than him but.
My thought is interrupted by the sound of Megan moaning next to me as I glance at my fuckable stepmilf. To my surprise she seems to have pulled her robe open to expose a light colored nipple rolling between her fingers as another hand disappears under the counter likely to her own pussy. A thought comes to my mind to bend her over the counter and show her what a real slut she is. As I clatter out of the chair and my member bounces she glances at me.
"John." comes out as she gives me bedroom eyes. I'm so fucking close to pulling her out of her chair and bending her over when I hear a pair of buzzing and something vibrating against my thigh.
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