"What Brooke?" He grumbled. Oliver wasn't a bad looking man. He was actually quite hot. He was tall, six-foot-three to be exact, with amazing abs. Ver... fit. He was ninteen. But he decided to move in with his dad when my mom and him got married until he found a job. I myself stayed at home because mom thought it would be safer instead of moving into a dorm. That and mom has awful detatchment issues. She went through many foster homes as a child, all of which either abusive (sexually and. Sarah, however, remembered how close his cock had-been to her face that day, even its exciting scent, slightly sweaty and with a subtle odor of piss on it. She had not forgotten it, how it looked so close to her face. Holding his cock in her fist now, making the head bulge, she stared down at it, her eyes glassy with desire. She had her legs open so her son could thrust his finger into her cunt, and her pussy was swollen and juicy, her clit rigid. She jacked down on his cock, holding her fist. She was writhing her hips in time with Katie's, trying desperately to get as much attention to her clit as possible. She was nearing her own orgasm as Ginny groaned into their pussies together.After a few more minutes of frantic grinding, licking, slurping and fucking... Katie and Hermione cried out, their bodies vibrating against one another as they hit a mutual orgasm. Katie slowly rolled off of Hermione, and twitched on the cool tile floor, with her legs still spread. Hermione dropped her. I knelt down again and put the tip of my cock on her pussy. “Go slow,” she said. I leaned my hips forward, my cock sliding inside her wet pussy. She was so tight, it felt amazing! I started fucking her slow and deep, my cock sliding easily in and out of her soaked pussy. She started moaning again, louder now. I pulled the top of her dress down, letting her big tits free. I kept fucking her while I played with her nipples. I was so turned on by the fact that I was living out my fantasy, fucking.