Of course, the story had a traveling salesman and a shotgun toting father that gave it all a sense of comedy that offset the erotica that was often ra... and right out in the open for everyone to read and see.Then, I came to a story that was about a girl that thought she was a cat and she wanted to dish out her pussy to any boy that showed an interest in lifting her skirt and checking out her assets.I got through that one real easy because it had a minimum amount of sexual content.I read it again. Don had never before seen her magnificent boobs. Nothing like her mom’s. Firm as they could only be on a seventeen-year-old. Jutting straight out and huge. Large light pink areolae covering the ends with tiny little pink nipples hidden in the sea of areolae.Lindsay also had the front of her skirt rolled up into its waistband. Her bare shaved cunt was split wide open and he could see her clit. He noticed that the seat underneath her was wet from her juices. Lindsay reached down and spread her. For the next few minutes we kissed and fucked right there on the floor, my hard member sliding in and out of her wet pussy, as she moaned and groaned happily.I then glanced up to see Mrs Chester getting fucked by Mr Tulley on the floor just a few feet away, Mrs Kupra and Mrs Mathews and Mrs Tulley in a three way finger and tongue thing, Mrs Hooper sucking off my dads hard cock, Mrs Davies lying on a small table as Sally licked her old mature pussy. My mother now sucking off Mr Dawson, as Mr. Once the wide ridge popped through, his whole shaft was shoved all the way inside her body. His ball sac slapped against her clit, as if to spank it for being so naughty. His breath left in a rush. Her pussy was griping him like a warm, moist glove. She rippled all around him. As he withdrew, a sloppy sucking sound was audible. She couldn’t take much more. He filled her to capacity, only to leave her empty and wanting. His cock hovered near the entrance of her pussy for a microsecond before.