Grabbing his ankles I rode that thick thing like a pony. Grinding my hot cunt down on it so every inch was buried in me. "Ride that thing baby, ride i...!" Ken growled in his raspy deep voice.So I told him "I'm gonna make your big hard dick cum in my hot pussy."I'm sure Kenny had a great view of my big round ass bouncing up and down on his cock in the fire light. We tried to be as quiet as we could so as not to wake the entire house up. After cumming several times my hot throbbing pussy got the. They were pigs, but brilliant, troubled, soulful pigs, and funny as hell. The humor broke through our anger and we joined the raucous insanity. Though sober, their inebriation infected us. With childhood a fresh memory, we could join the childish chorus. When the biggest slob and the best artist tried making time with the princess, I told him she was jailbait. "Jailbait?" he yelled in mock fear. The chorus took up the word and we repeated it loudly, pounding the rhythm with the many empty. I walk to the front door, open it and there she is, Amanda. “Good evening, James,” she says in a sultry voice as she unbuttons her short trench coat. I just stood there looking her up and down not knowing what to say. What is she wearing? Let me describe. She has on a black, sheer Victoria Secret lingerie with garters and crotch-less panties, accented with Manolo Blahnik “Pacha” crystal-toe pumps, bright red lip stick with her flowing shoulder length hair. Utterly delicious is thy. ”“I don’t see why not, remember he’s only 15, Susan. I don’t want him to become one those boys who thinks that the back of a movie theater is a place to make out.”“Yeah, Mom,” she said. “I’m taking him to a movie and teach him how to french kiss and get to second base!”“SUSAN!”After dinner, back in my bedroom, I did some more research on deaths in the physical perimeter Susan and I have established. There was a knock on the door, and I said, ‘Come in”. It was mom. I closed my laptop.She came.