She would have taken his cock eagerly, but after they had finished, she had left them and gone to her room, wanting to be alone. She didn’t know wha... they had done after she had left them, perhaps fucked again. If so, she didn’t mind at all. In fact, she hoped they had. Knowing now that her son would fuck her sent a shiver through her.“Look at me,” she said, her voice low. “Both of you, look.”When Sally and Bob were looking at her, Marla untied her, robe, and flung it wide open.Bob gasped, his. "Will you..." What?" she asked wonderingly and sweetly."Will you go to prom with me?"She smiled, and stopped, slipping her arms up around his neck, and kissing him softly on the lips. "Yes."Prom night.They had spent the whole day perfecting themselves. Facials, manicures, pedicures, and fresh hair cuts and blow dries by their respective stylists at Frederic Fekkai. They had all dressed at Emma's house, while their parents all drank martinis with Emma's parents in the living room, waiting to. Started me thinking, needed a new kick, realized I couldn't run away from my self, I needed a lot of sexual release, it was gnawing at me, internet porn boring, I needed live cunt, live ass, missed the edge of dealing with real people, the unknown bringing its own level of excitement. Thought it out, my past got boring because all the cunt and ass wanted me, willingly did what I wanted, I had money, power, was good looking, in shape, nine inch, fat fuck stick, of course they wanted me. That was. The fact that she was addicted to being spanked hard and then being buggered with a finger in her brown eye put her up high in my ratings of female assets. Every now and then she would bring one of her friends from school home to show the girl how well trained my cock was in bringing them instant gratification. I loved to hear those sex-ignorant girls squeal as I pumped them full of my special blend of "Randy" premium after school and before our parents came home to hear our wicked sounds of.