Just as with Kurt, I felt his cock get stiff and throb, he grunted and pushed deep into me and I felt a second load of cum shoot into me. Kurt had slo...ed as he came but Glen just fucked me harder and faster, I bounced on the couch as he jack-hammered my ass and filled it with thick ropes of cum. "Ya bitch!! Fuuuuuuuuckkk... take that shit in you... come on take it... NRRAGGGHH!!"He emptied a massive load into me, I swear I felt six or seven blasts of his juice splash into me. He pushed into me. I felt awkward as I looked between Tammy and her daughter. Tammy was staring at Christie, who was still staring at me. I was curious about what Tammy meant and had to ask, “What do you mean, stop watching you get fucked?”“Christie's dad left us when she was only eight, and it was years before I dated again. Then when I did, I thought I would sneak a guy or two in my room once in a while to satisfy me. When Christie was, what, sixteen? I caught her peeking in the door late one night as I was. .. for them, I suppose? And where did you get that, and I’ll channel Liya here, clothing item that is too brief for the term ‘shorts?’”With my head hung low and my face, no doubt, blazing red, I answered, “The same place, Second Chance Wear. I bought the shorts a couple years ago, before my growth spurt. They didn’t look quite as ... uh ... obscene as they do now.”“No! They are not obscene! Just because you make them look sexy as hell does not mean that they’re obscene. Nothing untoward shows,. You want a better position and enjoy more. With utter satisfaction, yet a little disappointed, you roll so your back is to me and take that loving breast away. The slight pains shooting around your ass reaches deeply in an animalistic way and raises the jointly felt lust to an almost uncontrollable level.Arching your ass into my loins brings that lust to total abandonment and you roll and push your ass so that my penetration is deeper. The rhythm picks up and moans and cries of lust escapes.