She looked questioningly at Steve; his face seemed no longer pretty, as he flatly ordered: -“Get on the bed and your knees! You Milfs, with your old...pussies, love a good shag from behind, don’t you!”In a state of momentary shock, Jennifer allowed herself to be shunted back and onto the bed. As her face pressed into the bedcover and Steve’s grasping fingers tore the panties off her crotch, a flash of clarity in her mind made her decide not to resist.She would give this stupid boy his meaningless. His hair, his face, his incredible body. Jackson could stare at it all day. He probably would have until Owen asked him about try outs for next year. Jackson replied saying that he was hoping that he was good enough to make it on the varsity team. Without him realizing it, he'd begun to grow a raging hard on, just because he was in the presence of Owen who was naked taking a shower. Owen saw his cock, smiled and said, "Wow, looks like you've got something growing down south." Jackson smiled,. I felt like a scum. I opened my mouth to say sorry but I couldn’t.She was the one breaking the silence: “You couldn’t protect me. At least you can heal me.”She turned towards me with her body; put her left leg on the sofa. She didn’t tell anything but looked at me with authority. I knew what to do. I reached her thighs with my head and started to kiss. I was touching gently and delivering a lot of tiny kisses. While doing it, I emphatized with her, I felt her pain. I felt the burning of her. " I know what that sounds like!" thought Steve to himself."I could feel my Dad's cock shooting its load of cum inside me in response to my orgasm and looking down on me he groaned with his release too. When my orgasm subsided and I had my wits about me I realized there was a figure in the doorway to my bedroom. It was my mom." About time you gave her a good fucking!" said my mom, "I wondered how long you were going to make that girl wait for what she needed." My mom crossed the room and sat on.