This mature lady really turned me on…Tessa bent over her waist and put her hands over the table.I moved behind her nice buttocks and fondled her mas...ive tits. After a few seconds feeling her up, her nipples started to become erect and she sighed.I turned her around to face me, as my cock began to get rock hard. As I bent down and licked her nipples, Tessa’s hand was on the back of my head as she sighed. After another few minutes I begged her to turn around again. As soon as she put her hands. We looked at the menus and when she came back we ordered.“Betsy, please order whatever you want.”“I’ll take a grilled cheese with tomato.”“Would you like fries?”“Yes. Thank you.”“For you, Sir?”“I’ll have a chopped steak with fried onions and an order of onion rings.”“I’ll put that right in. It shouldn’t be too long.”Janice walked away and Betsy just smiled at me. I could tell she was happy to be having a meal. I felt really sorry for her. I just wondered what her story was. She still didn’t. My pleasure swelled, too. My last orgasm as a futanari. My jizz would fire out of my cock. Maybe I could splatter her face. It was a small hope. If I could aim my cock, maybe, but my hands were so busy right now.Keily crawled forward on her knees, her girl-dick thrusting out before her. She stroked it in her hand, cumming closer and closer to us. Her budding breasts jiggled. The nineteen-year-old girl's face twisted with pleasure as she stroked herself harder and harder.“Oh, Becca Brittany!”. " Then maybe we shouldn't do it then, Josh. If they're feeling like shit, how can this not go bad? This could backfire, and shit could hit the fan, we don't want that." Come on, dude, we still can't just let them off the hook for cheating. We have to say something, don't you think? Don't let them talk you out of this; just stand your ground with me. Our wives want babies now and have gone to each other's sons to get them. Buck up," I ordered him, hitting his arm.He bit down on his bottom lip.I.