She’s smart too. Love smart chicks. Damn, has she got a nice ass. Just like Amy’s. Tight and round. Tummy is just a bit thicker. Thighs too. Not m...ch thicker. Just a bit. She’s fine though. Damn. Both these bitches are fine. ‘All I really did was melt some cheese, and please. Call me Gina.’ ‘Yes, Ma’am,’ Rashawne said just before he devoured another chip. ‘It’s Gina. Not Ms. Gleason. Not ma’am. Just Gina.’ ‘What about Regina?’ Amy asked mischievously. Gina glared at her daughter before smiling. He tells me to get on all fours. I submissively obey. Grabbing my breasts from behind, I can feel his hard cock pressed against my pussy. He begins by teasing with just the head. I’m squirming and begging for him to fuck me. He tells me no, not yet. He places his hand firmly on my hips and my back. I can feel him start to move inside my hot, wet pussy. Inching it in slowly and then pulling it all the way out. I am so wet. He tells me how good it feels to be inside me, and how tight my wet. We laid down on a single bed in the living room under the blanket. The lights were off too. So she got on top of me and we started having deep passionate kisses, French kissing and feeling each others throats with our tongues. We made out for more than 10 minutes non stop. She was little drunk so she was extra horny and now she couldn’t control herself and now she wanted to just fuck. So I took her top off, and removed her bra and she was only in her leggings. She also removed my tee shirt and. And as I went to my bedroom to cover up, I told her to take off her wet coat and put the radiator on for warmth. I went to my bedroom which was off the main room, and picked up my dressing gown. When i turned to returned, stopped suddenly because standing in the middle of the room was aunt Clare. She had removed her coat, and her shoes which were obviously wet, but she had now hitched her dress up around her hips and was pulling down her wet stockings – a sight that turned me on more than i.