“Yeah, well, Brad was being a dick so I told him to piss off. I’m not a trophy and I’m sick of his jock star bullshit. We’re over as of tonigh... and good riddance.” She shrugged and finished pulling her hair back. Josh stepped further into the room and she turned to face him. “How ‘bout you? Why didn’t Steph come home with you?” He stared down at his feet, his hands fisted in his jeans pockets, an angry flush staining his cheeks. “I kinda caught her in bed with my roommate.” “Oh shit! That. Heehee", she added. "Do you like my panties, sweetheart? Here, look close atwhat I'm wearing today." What was I hearing and what did she mean by 'somany years you only had your panties'. Maybe my son was gay. But, no, hehad her in his life now. So I guess he just had a little panty fetish foryears maybe. But why and how could she know and why is she OK with it?And why am I even listening to this? But mostly...why don't I just leavethem alone and get away from here?"Do you like the panties I'm. Karen took control of the fucking and started thrusting her pussy onto his cock. Her big boobs were flopping in his face. He tried to grab a lick or kiss at them, but the motion was too much for his mouth to overcome. Karen still had John’s cum in her mouth. With John holding her in place, she cupped a hand under her mouth and let the cum slide out. Then she rubbed the hand across both breasts and started rubbing the warm cum all over both tits with her hands. John wasn’t one to suck or eat. The two ends fell free. "What do you think you're doing!" Doris cried out. She struggled to free herself, but he kept his grip on her. "You will stop struggling, Doris," he said. "Now, I want to touch your thigh, and you will sit still and let me."Doris stared at him open-mouthed. "No," she said finally. "Don't touch me, I will scream." Victor smiled. "Scream if you want, Doris, no one will hear you." Doris was now looking frightened rather than angry. Victor put his hand on her knee and.