” “I don’t recall saying anything about wanting to flash anyone!” I lied, because playing up the reluctance seemed to fit with the fantasy. �...You make a valid point about creepy old guys, but I’m sick of walking, so promise me you won’t make any excuses when we find a shop with a young hottie.” “Promise,” she smiled. That was a pretty quick agreement; I got my first inkling that I was being set up. There was another shoe shop up ahead and I looked in as we passed the window. Empty: good. Half. My pale shaft vanished into her hot, tight depths. Pleasure rippled down my dick as she squeezed around my cock.“I'm going to polish that dick clean, Ms. Quick,” she moaned, her hot twat massaging me.“You're such a great host,” I said. “Thank you, Ms. Lyon! And you can call me Chloe. I'm not mad at you any longer.”“Mmm, I'm glad. I just want to make you happy, Chloe. You're special.”“Yeah, she is,” moaned Kendall. “Ooh, Mom, your fiancee's got her tongue wiggling in my asshole. That's so hot.. OK, one more kiss, then call your harem and ask if you can spend tomorrow night. Don't you dare call in front of me! Use the other phone." With that one more kiss, about half the heat of the first one but hot enough for me! Mom got up and went to her room, and I raced to get to the phone in my bedroom. Kathy answered the phone, "Oh great, don't tell Marty, let her ride the bus home from school and you and I will have some private time before you get here."I knew I was going to fuck three broads. “Damn, you suck good, Mom. You must really like it.”“Nnngg-uhh.” His mother protested.“That’s right, Tommy. Shut her up with your dick.” Robert grinned, satisfied he would finally achieve his goal. He lay down again, upon his mother’s beautiful figure and he started kissing her sharp pinned titties. He reached for his cock and fisted it between his mother’s hairy outer lips. The wetness was still there. In fact there might have been more of it. His cock head found the slight depression at the.