"Jordan and I get first crack at these two bimbos, and then it's open season on them for everybody. First come, first served." "You've got to be fuck...ng k**ding!" exclaimed Lulu. "There's no frigging way we can take something that big inside of us!" "And we'll never survive letting all of you take a turn with us!" pleaded Toppsy. "Boy, you two really haven't been paying any attention, have you?" asked Tiffany. Toppsy and Lulu just gave Tiffany puzzled looks. "Remember a few minutes. I was becoming sick and tired listening to the same bullshit. She just wouldn't get off my back.I think all this arguing stems from the time when I was a boy. Back then, my mother always wanted more kids around, but my father felt one was enough. So, when I didn't hold on to girlfriends for longer than a year at a time, my mother saw this as a sign that I would turn out just like my dad and never have any kids. My father has since passed on and mother lives alone in their house. She's a real. “I have to go out and get a few things ready. I’ll be back soon.” She said to me, blowing me a kiss before the door closed.Time seemed to crawl at a snail’s pace as I waited for her to come home. I nearly jumped when I heard her come in. Her hands were full with a few bags. I offered to help but she refused, not wanting to spoil anything about what she was setting up for tonight. For the next few hours she locked herself in her room.She hollered at me later in the evening for me to shower and. She was quite a sight, her swathes of dark, shiny skin in folds and rumples. She didn’t have the stretch marks that many local girls did, souvenirs of pregnancy or simple weight gain followed by drastic loss.“You going to fuck my ass?” she asked routinely.“No, I’m going to lick it,” I said.She grunted as she thought about it and then said, “You’re weird.”As my tongue entered her lushly cushioned crack, she sighed.“Fuck. You’re really going to do that?”“I have always wanted to lick your ass,” I.