“So? You live where, up Franklin Mountain? That’s almost on the way. We’ll go over there, and you can change. Come on, live a little! Be kind to...an old man and keep him away from diner food.”“Okay, if you want to.” Tina drove through town and started up Rte. 28. “You’re not old!”“Eh, maybe not, but I’m not young either,” admitted her boss. He changed the subject, and they talked about work until they pulled into the driveway.Tina was relieved to find that Heather and Bobby weren’t around when. She dropped the top on the floor and carefully laid the towel on the bed. She put her fingers in the waistband of her shorts and slid both her shorts and her knickers down over her hips and stepped out of them.Craig hardly dared breathe. He leant closer, trying to see more clearly but not wanting his face to appear in the window. As he watched her unclasp her bra, letting a pair of nicely sized boobs hang free, he suddenly remembered about his dad’s pair of binoculars. His dad was showing them. Damon told me exactly what to do. "Swallow, bitch!" he said, stroking the last of his cum onto my lips. I nearly gagged, but managed to swallow it all in two gulps, and then turned my attention to the astonishing sensation reemerging from my clitoris. Mr. Compton's strokes were quicker and harder than Mr. Damon's, and if they were designed to drive me into utter sexual abandon, they worked to perfection. The sensation that Mr. Damon had launched was now soaring into unexplored realms of. Then I stopped and stepped back. Mike went back in and this time showed no mercy. He pounded mom good for about three minutes then filled her cunt full of his cum. He pulled out and stepped to the side and I moved back in pushing my cock up into mom's now gooey cunt. I made several strokes and then I too filled mom's cunt full of my cum. Then Mike stepped back in and this he fucked mom for several minutes before cumming. Then I moved in and banged her for several more minutes, this time she.