The Haryanvi girl had an angel fair body and a thin figure. Her deep dark eyes matched with her smooth long hair. Her clothing always used to be revea...ing. She used to wear heavy makeup with red, pink, dark red, or black lipstick. A tattoo of a flying dragon on her fair back near her left arm was often visible through her transparent clothes.She was 26, yet she used to look like a teenager due to her thin body. Due to her sexy avatar and aroma due to perfumes, I felt like she was a teen slut.. She make lots of money down in girly town.”“Are you calling my mother a whore?”“Maybe not whore, just easy fuck for credits.”Oxy grabbed him by the collar and sat down on a well-used scooter seat. She threw him over her lap, pulled his pants down, and started pummeling his ass with her right hand as she held him in place with her left. His legs were kicking, and his arms were flailing as he screamed bloody murder. I grabbed his arms to hold him steady as Mom grabbed his legs. Sis kept spanking. "That was fucking great!" She moved to my erect, hard as steel prick. She pulled down my boxers showing off my 7 inch manhood.She started stroking me, talking dirty talk. "I'm gonna suck your fucking cock like a good little slut, Yes I am." Wow.. Your-- ohhhh shit!" I cried out as I felt her mouth go over my cock, the suction like a vacuum. "Ah.. ahhh... Damn!"I looked down and watched her head go up and down flawlessly on my penis. The feeling was indescribeable. Samantha was giving me a. Dallas sighed then sat back on his haunches. I know. Come on. He pulled me up and we left the bedroom, though Harley was flying right behind us. Well be back, dont miss us, Dallas said. We had to quickly run out of the door before he flew out with us. Dallas wrapped an arm around my waist as we headed out of the building and toward Ria. 200. Dad had been at home for the past two days, trying to figure out my powers and what the hell happened, so I knew he had to be at the house. I thought it.