A really young chap with an air of recklessness about him approached her and asked, “Are you up for it, Mrs.?”Mrs. Brown looked over her shoulder ...t a lad that looked young enough to be her son. Unfortunately, she had no children and the distinction didn’t bother her at all because she could see by his tented trousers he was in a mood for loving and had no inhibitions about seeking a more mature partner.She smiled as charmingly as possible and responded, “Yes, dear but only in my puss and not. Only one problem, when we met Chrissy did not like him at all. He had a big cock, he knew it, knew how to use and figured women didn’t want anything else. For most women he met he was correct, and let me tell you he was big and he did know how to use it. Now Chrissy can be a real bitch when she is not happy and she was not happy. What could I do? We had the room; we were in it already, we couldn’t just say, sorry, and leave. I guess we could have but I thought, let’s see what happens.Chrissy. She drew her legs together long enough for her jeans and panties to be pulled off. She thrust her hips forward and groaned as a cock finally plunged into her soaked cunt.(your duty)Heather trembled hard, and she gasped in delight as a second cock erupted in her mouth. She milked the bottom half of his cock with her fingers, eager to swallow every last drop and anxious to move on to the next cock, her body aching for cum as her lungs might ache for air.(as always)Heather whimpered as she. She moaned as I explored her depths for the second time. We both let ourselves get off track for a brief moment, but then I snapped back into reality. I told her about what had happened with Lydia and my father. She didn’t seem to care when I told her that I had fucked Lydia but she did seem as suspicious as I was when I told her that dad had barged into our room for the first time in years. I continued to finger fuck her with two fingers while she leaned against the couch trying to pay.