Susan just liked the guy and thought that he kind of liked her but Sandra and her boobs had taken him just because she could. Susan thanked Janice and...promised to help at the upcoming freshman class car wash.Susan slowly walked back outside to the gas broiler sitting beside her trailer. She had cooked a brisket covered in BBQ sauce in the oven on low since early that morning. She was just about ready to put the big slab of meat over a low flame to brown when she got the call from Janice.Susan. ”“It’s a metal fabrication business -- about a hundred employees. He makes custom products for the aerospace industry.”“Hmm ... He must be a good manager.”“He’s a tough boss. When I worked for him he treated me like every other employee ... strict but fair.”“Are you nervous about meeting my folks?” he asked.“Yes.”“You shouldn’t be.”“I’m afraid I’ll turn into a whimpering blob of jelly.”“My folks will love you -- I guarantee it. What do you think our sleeping arrangements will be? I mean -- my. She whimpered in delight as Mom licked and lapped at that tight pussy.I couldn’t wait for my turn to devour Natti.My hips wiggled from side to side. I glanced back at my daughter, staring into her eyes as she devoured me. This amazing moment was incredible. I whimpered, my heart thundered in my chest. My hips wiggled back and forth, grinding on her as she loved me.Her tongue darted deep into my snatch. Her tongue teased me. My cunt ached. She nibbled on my labia and brushed my clit. She was so. When we were dating I figured I could still be sleeping with other people so I didn't really mind that she was saving herself for when we got married. And my mom was thrilled to pieces, so I was like, whatever.But this light went on. She was making me chicken because I asked her to.And she felt bad about it, because she knew I didn't like chicken.And she was willing to start all over just to make me happy.She was like totally my bitch, like in the sense that I could just tell her what to do and.