Yes, darling. Come for me.”“Oh, Jeff ... More.”“More of this? ... Or more of this?”“Yes ... Yesss ... Ahhh!”“Good girl. Oh, darling.�...... “Now, you.”“Take me. So warm, so smooth.”“So solid.”... “Oh, darling. Come for me. Come around me.”“Yes? ... Yes?... “Yesss! Ahhh!”“Karen! ... Fuck!”... “Mmm. You, Jeff.”“I love you, too. You’re going to miss this in a month.”“And you aren’t? Do you expect me to believe that a soapy hand in a shower will really feel as good?”“Never claimed that at all. As a. The vocals of my mom were no longer stifled by the closed door… they were as loud as ever. I looked inside my mom's room... one little nightstand light was on. Most of the room was illuminated in a dim light. My eyes discovered my mom and Ryan. She was on top riding his dick. She was bouncing up and down. Her giant breasts were swaying back and forth… up and down. Sticky sweet covered both of their bodies. She began to cum like crazy all over Ryan. There was so much liquid. I placed my hand. He said he felt bad hiding it from my man, but he agreed. A few weeks went by and I couldn't travel or see him but we continued to chat. I kept remembering his perfect body and his cock in me the last time. I remembered how it tuckered me out and made me sore for a day after. He couldn't wait till his chance and he kept telling me that he was going to thoroughly fuck me. It was driving me wild thinking about it. Then an open door miraculously appeared. My man got free tickets to Monday night. She wasn’t in her own bed! She wasn’t even at home! Suddenly remembering the struggle as she was headed home from school, she shrieked again and tears streamed down her face. Gasping after her second cry of horror, Cindy fought to control her breathing as her tears continued to fall. With her eyes closed she gradually slowed her hyperventilation and the consequent bout of dizziness passed. She opened her eyes again and looked around the room. Shewas alone. She was sitting on a bed. Her first.