The hail and rain stopped as suddenly as they had begun and soon the clouds were clearing and the sun shining once again. The street began to fill up ...ith people, emerging from shelter to continue about their business. One such person passed Veronica and slapped her backside sharply making a very loud cracking noise as he did so. It was a deftly delivered slap however and did not sting. The guy must be an expert, she thought! He turned round as he overtook her and grinned in a friendly. ”“Sure, Mrs. D.” Bob’s eyes were wide again. She took me back into her mouth and Bob and I began our synchronized thrusting again. I was finding it difficult to control my depth because Bob was pushing her by different amounts on each thrust, but she didn’t seem to mind the head of my dick going into her throat. There was no gag reflex, which surprised me.Slowly, Bob began picking up his pace and I tried to keep up, up to a point. He was needing release, and so the fuck was I. I hoped I. ”Brock moved his other hand from Merie’s delectable bottom and pushed it between her skirt and his slacks. His finger parted Merie’s soft hair and felt her wetness.“Oh, that’s it,” Merie whispered. “A little lower. Fuck. There. Rub in a circle. Jesus Christ.”Meredith wrapped her arms around Brock so tightly he could barely breathe. His fingers were trapped between them and Merie’s hips kept moving in circles as her moans got louder.“Pinch my nipple,” Merie ordered. “A little harder.”Brock. I put it down on the kitchen table.“What’s this, honey?” she asked.“My story for the paper, I would like you to read it and make sure it passes the Mom test!”I was absolutely certain that she would disown me, and maybe even...She sat down about halfway through reading it. I saw her face go resolute, and then she giggled. I knew where she was in the story. Then she stopped, gathered up her dishrag and got up.She went back to what she was getting ready for dinner that night. Humming some.