Brian quickly pulled his headphones off and looked at her. She was leaning against the headboard with her legs spread about a foot apart. He felt his ...oung cock twitch in his pants as his eyes focused on the leg openings. He could almost see all the way up to her pussy.“Come here,” she said smiling. “Sit between my legs like you did when you were small.”Brian used to love to watch videos sitting between his mother’s legs. He remembered leaning against her soft tummy. He grinned as he did as she. I watch mymother sitting with my father day after day and could feel Gloriawouldn't do the same for her husband. I don't know if constant travelingon Mr. Meyer's part causes the problem, or if there are things I don'tknow about the marriage? Cindy has never said a word about her parentsother than entering her in soccer before she became a model."Does your dad know I'm staying here?" I asked, when I returned to theMeyer's home."Yes, he doesn't have a problem with it. He feels really bad about. I walked passed him and as I turned around to close the shed door my hand brushed up against his cock. It was hard as a rock and from what I could see through his pants it was a nice size too. He cleared his throat and stepped back.“I'll get this back to you in a little while,” he said.“No rush, don't use that one, it's just a spare. Keep it as long as you need.” I smiled at him and lead him back through the house to the front door.As he walked out the door he turned and smiled, “nice to see. Every now and then, Mike asked me to drop the girls off at the main house, but only to fir them to serve and clean up cum. They were expected to walk around with trays and bring people drinks or to lap up any jizz that landed on the floor.“Do we even know if Buttercup can handle a finger in her ass?” That was the one thing I was most curious about. I am definitely an ass man. I love butts! My cousin’s butt fascinated me. It was so small, perky, and I felt like she probably had never even had a.