It spread down her throat. “I meant ... I mean...”“Plus, this will only help,” I continued. “You vowed not to have sex with me but to interv...ew me. Well, clearly you can’t have sex with me if I have my futa-cock buried in Jordan’s asshole, right?”“Well, no,” Amelia said, her voice so throaty. She shifted in her chair.I grinned at her. “Now, you may have noticed I’m in Jordan’s asshole and not her pussy. See.” I slid my hands down to the girl’s exposed crotch. I pressed her thong to the side and. It took me 2 years to overcome my fears when I decided enough was enough. I selected a time when my family would be out of town and decided to approach her. Although very ecstatic on one hand, I was equally nervous on the other as I wasn’t sure if this was the right thing to do. As I was climbing steps leading to her house, my heart beat increased and my pulse was racing. I rang the doorbell, no answer. Was this a signal that this wasn’t a good idea and I had to turn back? If it was then I. I could feel it deep inside of me, all the way in my stomache at the top. i kept moaning how bad i love being his bitch, and i kept begging for more.i got up and got into doggy style position and Darien slipped it back in me. the harder and faster he went the more i could feel his balls slap up against my clit. i was so turned on and orgasming non stop the whole time. thats when Dariens mom pulled my face down into her pussy. i could taste my husbands cum and hers as i licked up and down her. He would be in LA for one week and then would be heading back to Joliet. He had thought about driving up to San Francisco but would save that trip for another time. Maybe he would make that trip when he came back to see the baby.Matt spent the rest of the day with Julie and Sean. Later in the evening they went out to dinner, visited downtown Santa Monica and walked on the famous pier. There was a good crowd at both locations but the events of the day and the prior night had left Matt a little.