“Curtis, Ellie and my history is very complicated.”Taking a major risk, but a calculated one based on my assumptions, I moved my hand down to her ...unt and asked, “Tell me, Mommy.”She let out a sigh-moan and replied, “No, I can’t.”My finger slid inside her cunt as I explained, my tone implying a no-nonsense attitude, “I wasn’t asking you to tell me, I was telling you to.”Her face went red, and I instantly knew I was right. She was submissive. Mom weakly tried to resist the power shift, “Curtis,. Suddenly, I’m aware of Jay beside me. He wraps an arm over my shoulders and smiles. Looking into his eyes, I feel a little safer. “I know what you’re thinking. I can offer you a ride home?” he says in his deep, sexy voice, holding up his car keys. Relief floods through me, all judgment gone because I know this is the best option. I follow Jay to his car, an older Dodge Charger. The blue paint is scratched and some is scraped off, but inside, the leather seats are unbelievably soft and. She would also come over after work when everyone in the house was sleeping. I would leave a door pen for her and she would sneak in and wake me up. I slept on a sofa bed (maybe why I had back problems!) And we would try to be quiet!One time I'm particular, we were on the bed and were really getting into it. I was on top and was fuckin.g her harder and harder so much she was scooting up to the head of the sofa bed. One thrust, I felt something weird and the bed shifted like it wanted to close. In my head, I feel shocked and surprised, but my body soon gives into you. I wrap my arms around you and pull your body against mine. Before long, we're in the middle of an intense make out session, with you holding up my right leg around your hip, pressing your hardness against me, and kissing my neck passionately. I am incredibly wet. You look me in the eyes and can probably tell how horny I am. You unbutton my jeans and slowly move your hand inside my black lace panties. I groan loudly as.