Chapter 8
by vertabre
Do I fuck her, or warm her up a little?
Fuck Mrs. Thompson
Seems I didn’t have to warm up Mrs. Thompson at all, because she was already wet. I decided to treat her just the way she’s called, a bitch (in heat that is). When I bottomed out, she screamed, “Yes, that’s the way I want it, nice and hard.” I pounded that ass till the room smelled of sex. Brenda had decided to get into the excitement, so she had Mrs. Thompson eat her pussy out. Melissa and Tracy were in a 69, eating each other out.
We were all so caught up in all the fun that we never really noticed that Brenda’s mom had walked in. Before we even realized she was there, she stripped and since Mrs. Thompson was riding me cowgirl style, sat on my face and let me eat that horny pussy of hers.
After a long while, I decided to give Brenda’s mom a bit of what her daughter got last night. I never met a 50 year old woman who was a fuckable, yet very fit, woman until that moment. Brenda’s mom had a pussy so wet, that I slid in very smoothly. As I pounded away at this nice peace of ass, Brenda whispered into my ear, “That’s it John, fuck my mom. Fuck her better than my father ever could.”
What happens next?
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Created on May 28, 2003 by vertabre
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