.”“Look, Donnie, you’re the only one I know who bends the filters on cigarettes and pinches the ends together. I spotted it first about three da...es ago. Your filters were in my ashtray each time I woke up in a pool of cum. The second time, I was sure it was you, but when I got out of bed this morning, there it was again. You’ve been filling my old pussy every time I come home drunk. Well, son, if you want some tonight, I get to enjoy it, too.”She slipped her top off and stood. My brain was. " Are you certain? I don't feel any different. And as far as I cantell nothing about me has changed." I'm positive you were caught outside. I helped you into the house."Joan looked puzzled. "Who are you?" she asked again."I'm Jill. Don't you remember?" Jill brushed her long hair outfrom in front of her face. "I always watch your kids when you'reout, Mrs. Burroughs." That must be why you look so familiar," said Joan. "Do you thinkyou could possibly be my husband?" she asked cautiously. . No need to spit, swallowed all of it she did.She dropped her face to the mattress and buns up kneeling allowed her husband to pound the shit out of her pussy. Long, hard strokes of his swollen cock set her off into a screaming orgasm. She bucked and shuddered, climaxing like never before. Hubby pushed her off his cock and rolled her over.He nodded at “perfect precum droplet” and “perfect headed long cock” and each guy took Mistress J by a wrist. Two others that’d already popped once took her. By the time I got to her, I thought that what I saw was a dream. Her fingers were going in and out of her pretty Black pussy. I looked and then I could smell the delightful aroma of pussy in the air. She opened her eyes and smiled a bit and closed them again as she moaned in pleasure. I love pussy and when I got a smell of it, I asked if I could sit next to her. She looked at the seat and smiled, I sat down and got a good look as she lifted her left leg and relaxed it on me. In and out, her.