" So, are you one of those guys who wouldn't pass up an opportunity to fuck me?" Uh, yeah, I guess I am. Why are you asking me this? A hot girl like y...u can't possibly have any trouble finding a lover, can you?" I'm not looking for a lover. I'm looking for a buddy to scratch my itch. You know about Jeremy, I think I'm over dating for a while. I think I want to try something without the entanglements. You are a nice guy, you are a grown up, and I like you. Wanna scratch my itch?"This required. “You’ll make him come.”Sally pulled her hand away, but her eyes gazed at his cock hungrily.Marla drew her hand away from him. She sat back on the bed, lifting her knees to her chin. Bob stared at his mother’s thighs and crotch.Sally, very eager to see her brother fucking their mother, slipped off the bed and pulled Bob’s shorts right down. Bob, his cock waving about in hardness, continued to gaze at his mother’s exposure. Marla understood her son’s excitement, and parted her knees. She slipped. " Sheleft the door open, and disappeared back into the house. Jake mentally reviewedthe long shiny stockings that seemed to hug the maid's legs from thigh to toe.And he realized the woman was wearing four-inch heels that seemed to melt intothe stockings, like they were all of one piece. He took the battered brown hatoff his head and held it in front of him, the better to hide the growing tenthis pants were making. First impressions were important in the detectivebusiness -- and having a boner. She didn't let up one bit. She was obviously determined to keep this up for a while. I was more than happy to sit there and let her do this as long as she wanted, it felt much too good to stop her.All of a sudden, she shocked the hell out of me. She slid her panties to the side, uncovering her bald little cunt. She resumed grinding my cockhead into her now naked cunt. I thought it felt good before, but I couldn't hardly believe how great it felt now.She kept rubbing, completely unaware of what.