Wallet, check. Pepper spray, check... Fuck. Shit. A quick scan of the ground -- maybe I dropped when I ran into Mar -- turned up nothing, as well.She'... been running late that morning. Momo was hanging out in the living room, eating cereal and watching TV; Hannelore stumbled out of her room, brushing her hair and teeth at the same time."Breakfast?" Momo asked, nudging the cereal box across the coffee table."No time," Hannelore mumbled around the toothbrush. "Gotta go!"She grabbed her purse,. He was ready to finally start college in the coming months and the job money would help. As he entered, he heard his mother calling him into the kitchen. Julia, a beautiful woman in her mid 40’s, was seated at the kitchen table wearing some jogging shorts and a white tank top. “What’s up, mom?”“Have a seat, honey.” Julia said. John sat down opposite of his mother. She seemed to have a serious look on her face. “Everything ok?” John asked.Julia smiled. “Everything is great for me.” She said.. "Only a little," she replied."Are you expecting David to make you a slave too and rape you?" She looked up and I saw concern on her face. "Don't worry, he won't do it. He's paid a lot of money for me." Further questioning elicited the fact that she was sixteen and John was seventeen although the age difference was actually only four months. They'd been going out together for nearly a year and their parents approved of their choice of partner. Still I could tell she was keeping something back.. Oh god... don't cum in me... oh fuck... oh that feels good." Her legs would be wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper even as she half-heartedly objected. When she felt the heat of my orgasm, it would trigger her own. I imagine her pussy clenching around me. Her mouth would be hanging open, eyes closed tightly, moaning in pleasure. Her cunt would contract around my cock, milking the cum out of me. Only after she caught her breath would she question me: "I thought you were going to pull.