“Yes, please,” she was about to cum just imagining her husband calling her names.Doug roughly entered her pussy with his finger, and Eleanor gaspe.... “You’re wet, my little slut. Are you wet for me or for your friend?” he asked, harshly.“For you,” Eleanor said.“Sir. You have to call me Sir from now on when we play,” he told her.“Yes. For you, Sir,” she said panting.“Are you ready to cum, slut?” Doug asked.“Yes, sir,” she managed to say.“But you can’t. I don’t want you to cum yet,” he said.“Oh,. "Oh my god," She moaned. “That’s what I am baby,” I said with staggered breaths. Amy did not have time to react to my comment because I quickened my pace of ramming inside her. I started to hiss through clenched teeth. I banged her harder and harder, while her hands were clawing at my back. I did not feel the pain because I was too involved with fucking her wet pussy (I’m sure there will be scratch marks when we are done screwing).Then I finally found my release and crashed on top of her. Then. " Really?" he asked again, his eyes glowing, his cock straining at his pants. "You think she'll fuck me, Mom, really?" Why don't you take that hard-on you're getting down there and find out?" she smiled at him. "Once she sees your hard cock, I bet she won't be able to keep her hands off it." Like you, Mom?" Ted laughed."Mmm, like me."Ted got to his feet, pacing up and down the living room, excited, his cock bulging in his pants. "I'll do it," he said. "I'll go see her. Maybe she'll let me fuck. "Because there's something you can certainly do for me." What could we possibly do for you?" Carol Koenig asked. Already the meeting was taking an unexpected turn."We have a couple of concert grand pianos here," Karla said. "And we have it on the Highest Possible Authority that baby Karla is a wonder playing Chopsticks. Furthermore, we also learned that you and Bill are capable of helping her out. I know that Bill's hands were mangled before she was even conceived, yet I'm sure nothing would.