You can't do shit like that on the Lord's Day!" OK, we'll do it tomorrow. Tomorrow is good. Tomorrow isn't the Lord's day is it?" I don't think so. I ...hink just Saturday and Sunday, or something like that. Let's do it anyway, tomorrow. We'll wait for them after work."That was about all I could remember after I woke up later that afternoon. Butch and I had shot most of the daylight hours drinking and making plans. But, strange, that I didn't feel hung over. I actually felt pretty good. Good. There was young Maddie Brown being spanked before climbing up and riding her father's cock to orgasm. Maybe it was time to do something about Maddie and her incestuous behavior.The next afternoon Maureen was over for her weekly visit. I knew that Maddie was Moe's best friend.While slowly reaming her tiny back hole with my seven inch cock I said. "After we are done I need a favor." Moe just grunted and kept pushing back on me trying to get my prick even farther up her ass.After we had finished. I told her to stroke it. She did. I came on her dress. She walked back to her apartment with cum on her dress. I had a smoke. This went on for a few weeks, every Tuesday I would get a hand job from a fifteen year old Asian chick. She would leave when I was done. Perfect, till she stopped coming over to my place. So &hellip,I went to her place. When I knocked hoping she would be ready for our little Tuesday affair. I got something quiet different, her mother. I didnt know what to say, I. “Ooohhh” I squeal as he caresses my swelling vulva, eliciting my juices which begin to seep freely. I jump as his slides a finger into me. Soon a second finger joins the first and he begins to slowly finger-fuck my wet pussy.“You’re so wet my little fox.”I giggle. “Who do you think is making me that way?”The prelude continues as the sexual tensions begin to build. For the next 30 minutes, Tony and I are pawing each other and stoking the fires of passion.With the fingers of one hand slipping.