" Other stuff," Bill repeated slowly as if he tasted the words. "Other stuff," he said again. "What other stuff," he asked?Susan grimaced as if she ho...ed that question wouldn't be asked. "Well, some paint got spilled when he broke his leg and he thinks it is entirely my fault."She sounds a little defensive Bill thought. Maybe she sounded more than a little defensive. Bill had a moment of insight and asked, "Was it green paint?"Susan nodded miserably. "Yes," she said in a small, defeated. "How are you feeling?" Who are you?" I gave her a puzzled look. Then, as the horror grew on her face, I smirked. "Hey, angel." Goddamnit, Eric!" Her face grew red. "That wasn't funny!"I was laughing. "Yeah, it was."She hit me with the teddy bear."Did you stay here all night?" No," she said. "I went home, and tried to sleep. But I was too worried about you, so I tossed and I turned..." Shaking her head, she added. "Finally, I drove back out here. You were in there for 13 hours, you know." Long. ” I panted at her between thrusting my dick again and again into her daughter’s ass.Melissa’s Mom’s eyes were fixed on her daughter’s grimacing face like a deer trapped in the lights of an oncoming truck and she didn’t look away as she sobbed “You evil fucking bastard! What do you mean?”“You’ll see Babs!” I gasped between thrusts, enjoying the narrowing of her eyes at the use of a nickname, “ now, just give me a moment to get more comfortable” and with that, I reluctantly eased my cock out of. I felt a little close to coming myself when he came. Soon, his cock, squirted, then again and again, my lips were tight when his cock left my mouth. I tried to get off of him and he held my hips. I took the hint, I had my ass in the air, face beside his cock as his cum slipped down my throat.I soon realized, once my attention shifted that I was close. His cock rested on my face I couldn't focus. I shuddered when he made me cum. I was breathing hard. He grabbed me and slammed my naked body onto.