"I was bewildered. Was she really going to not let me finish what I started?She added, "Do you like the thigh highs? They're yours. Your son has a sto...king fetish because of you."Before I could say anything, although I'm not sure what I would have said, she walked away leaving me alone on my knees with pussy juice on my face.I weakly got off my knees and moved back to the counter.I stood there for a moment to recover from the surreal excitement before resuming making dinner with my head. " What?" Jessica said, looking at her mother with unbelief in her eyes.There was a slight smile on my father's face."Well, Theresa, tell me about it."She suddenly realized the can of worms she'd opened up and turned red with embarrassment."I just meant," she stammered out, "that he's only kissed three girls." Three?" Jessica asked."Only three?" my mother said.I was the one with a rather red blush on my face that that point. I could tell from the heat it was producing.I cleared my throat, as it. She asked if I wanted a drink and said sure, if she was having one I would too. We walked to the kitchen and she made a pitcher of margaritas. We drank and chatted, she gave me a guided tour of her house, ending at her bedroom. It was clear from the chemistry between us that this meeting would progress from just a meeting to chat to getting nekid and fucking.We kissed and as our tongues caressed each other, our hands roamed over the others body. She stripped me and was on her knees sucking my. In just two seconds, she was there, standing up before those four niggers, wearing just her sexy black boots.I noticed now her own fluids sliding down her inner thighs.The guy lying on the working chair stood up, offering his place to Ana. She sat down and just grabbed his massive black cock between his little fingers.As his dark cock grew harder, I saw in horror it was at least twelve inches’ long. But Ana opened her wet mouth and that monster thing filled her up completely.Once he was hard,.