But today I don't have to worry about that...Yea!!!! .So I went into our bedroom, and fired up my computer. I checked my e-mail; then went to XNXX. As...I looked out the bedroom door and noticed Karen was playing some Internet game, I said hey, you want a fuck? She just through me one of those looks, I shrugged it off, I Took the opportunity and opened the teen gallery. Any time Karen walks in and sees me checking out the teens she always asks me, “Aren’t they a little young”? I just tell her. She taught him the importance of making sure that he unloaded as much of his sperm into her cunt as possible throughout the day to make sure that he knocked her up, though she also taught her son to have fun with his cum. She taught him how to perfect his aim when he ejaculated on her so he'd be able to stand a few feet away from her and blast his cum almost directly into her open mouth as she kneeled naked on the living room floor or any room of the house for that matter. After only a week of. She was wearing short shorts and a halter top that barely contained her huge breasts. Her long legs sat atop seven-inch high heels and made her look statuesque."So you want sum of this or what?" she asks with major attitude and a certain aggressive need to survive on the street."No thanks," I say."Come on you look like a good guy and I can make it worth you while, baby." She was now in my face and she leaned forward and pulled down her top showing her chocolate brown breasts."See baby," she. I got excited. But I did not see her in the hall of my flat. I went to the bedroom. There she was. She was lying on the bed with her face pressed inside a pillow, her boobs pressed against the mattress and her bare back towards me visible from her backless choli. I knew she was crying. But I also knew that only sex could give her happiness. I wasted no time and removed my clothes. I was only in my underwear now.I went besides her and planted a kiss on her bare back. She was surprised and when I.