She said. I couldnt break his heart. He died in a car accident my sophomore year. I couldnt even go to the funeral. Do I look like him? I asked. Not ...ooking to be a replacement for what she had lost. Not at all you are taller, stronger, and with much darker hair. I like the beard too. She smiled roguishly. Its you I want, not him. I want you to fuck me like the dirty girl I am. You are beautiful. I said. A little rough around the edges right now, but beautiful and it could be a mistake but I. " Shh..." I said as I undid the waist of his tuxedo pants. "I?m as soberas a judge and I know exactly what I?m doing. I want to do this withMitch. I want to be your wife."Before he could say anything else, I pulled his pants free and loweredthem to his ankles. Then, I did the same with his boxers. And there itwas, looking at me. Another man?s penis. Thick, erect and musky.I hesitated, but just for a moment. It was new to me, of course, but I?dperformed oral on Nancy before. How was this any. He could feel the wetness on them even more and found his finger sinking in between them until it sunk into his mother again. She was just as hot and wet as his finger felt around inside her pink hole. This time, his mother’s normally hidden private spot gave more while his finger gelled with her spongy goodness. The lubricant that evaded her pussy allowed Scotty to move his finger in and out of his mother with more vigor. He found that he was finger fucking his mother at a quicker pace and he. The camera had been move right toward her face and you could see the tears streaming down her face.I was taken to the stage and the spotlight almost blinded me, then the beat of the music started and I started to dance and rub on my breast. I pulled my tank top off and a dozen men began to scream and shout about my “cute little tits”. I turned around just like I had yesterday and began to slide my shorts over my “fine ass”. More loud and lewd comments were being made about fucking me in my ass..