I won’t mind humping this dick of yours.Mamta opened his zip and took his dick in her hand. She started jerking his dick. Boss was enjoying, eyes cl...sed, soft moaning.Mamta: You have a nice dick. I always loved your length but you need to work on your stamina.Boss: Just do your work, bitch. You are not my mother. You fucking chinaal. Just go slow, I want to enjoy. And shut that fucking, filthy, bitchy, judging mouth of yours.Mamta: (with an angry face) You need to also work on that garbage. This be all diffr’nt. Ah were jest helping yer horny Ma out a bit till yew got back. Ah won’t do her no more if’n it distresses yew sew much. Let’s go tew yer room and Ah’ll shew yew thet yer still mah gurl.” That stopped her tears of sadness and his seven inches soon produced tears of joy, especially cause he could fuck her for a solid half hour, being so well drained already.Norma was curious, “Did yew think of me coming out of her pussy when yew was a’pushin in it?”His pecker twitched and. ‘See you guys. Nice to meet you.’ The blond waved them away then slid onto the stool beside me and put her drink down on the bar. The guys seemed about ready to keep trying but I was still looking right at them. I am not an imposing physical specimen but, as far as they knew, I was her brother and that made me a serious cock-block. They gave up and left, no doubt seeking slower and drunker prey. Beside me the blond let out a relieved breath and took a big drink of her cocktail. ‘Thanks,’ she. Bobby and Sammy ask me what I would like for dinner. I once again asked for the pork chops with a white gravy that they had done before and was delicious. I asked for buttered peas and carrots along with a salad and maybe a big pitcher of sweet tea. They said that they would get it all done. Sammy told us that he would be making another lemon crème cake, a carrot cake, and a chocolate-vanilla swirl cake. He also offered to make some cookies, maybe chocolate chip, to which all of us said a.