Neither of them was wearing bras, and both were wearing black thong underwear. They skipped out onto the deck, removed the cover of the tub, and were ...n before I could pull my shoes off. I walked out on the deck with my shirt unbuttoned, and socks on. “I guess, I’m taking the orders. What will it be madam?” I looked at Alex “I recommend the berry blast wine coolers.” She nodded that that’s what she wanted, and I turned to Sally. “And for you madam?” “The same please.” She said.I went back to. I think all this arguing stems from the time when I was a boy. Back then, my mother always wanted more kids, but my father felt one was enough. So, when I didn't hold on to girlfriends for longer than a year at a time, my mother saw this as a sign that I would turn out just like my dad and never have any kids. My father has since passed on and mother lives alone in their house. She's a real hotty even now at the age of 43. She has a cute round face, permed black hair, and heavy tits. Her best. The corner of his mouth turned up when he lifted his right hand toward my head and I inhaled sharply.My eyelids were heavy. I licked my lips. Told myself to breathe.I huffed out a breath when his hand didn't touch me. Instead, I felt the refrigerator shake slightly and a blast of cool air hit my face. I looked to my left to see that he'd pulled open the other half of the two doors."It's not much, but that should be sufficient for twenty-four hours." I-I was supposed to go to my parents' house. I wanted him and I wanted him fast and hard. I slowly pulled one strap of my tank top down, exposing my breast. He must of felt me move because at that moment he turned over and threw an arm over me, his hand unknowingly cradling my breast in his hand. I felt my nipple grow hard against his palm, silently urging him to squeeze. Only if he knew how much he was teasing me and how wet he was making me. I wanted his huge cock in me, fucking my cunt almost viciously. I wanted to feel his hot,.