There were a million chores I would have chosen over painting. I hate painting. I turned around and started to walk away, but he took hold of me and s...atted me once on the behind. I half-expected it and turned back to him with a mixture of resignation and gratitude that he was going to help me do something that I needed to do.The house we were living in at the time had been built in the early seventies and the rec-room showed it. Burnt-orange and off-yellow hadn't been in-style in either of our. I bend down and run my tounge sharply from her clit, slowly reaching her ass and letting the moisture in my mouth slide down my tongue, and working it around her sweet tiny little hole. I can hear her heavy breathing and involuntary moaning. I get on my knees behind her, cock thick and rock hard. Still holding her lips apart, when the tip of my meat reaches her pussy she lets out a sudden moan , as if taking her first bite of a hard earned steak. ‘Guide my cock with your hands’ I order her. She. There I found we had some neighbors in the next room. They were two large black guys, now having some beers at their balcony.They invited me a beer and we chatted for a while.Both guys were staying there for some business in the town.Everything was fine for them; except they had a broken shower at their bedroom and they could not move to anywhere, since all hotels in town seemed to be fully occupied due that same famous conference Ana should attend the next days…Then I told them that they could. "My cunt is on fire, now put that thing of yours inside me and fuck me now!" Jenny growled at me.Jenny just dropped down on the tiled floor laying on her back as spread her thighs in total readiness. She was now like a wanton woman as she lay there rubbing her clit with total abandonment. I stood there with my long stiff cock jerking in my hand as I looked at mom as she looked at Jenny laying there begging me to fuck her wanton cunt. As I moved to within reach of Jenny mom grabbed my cock and.