Just not a word, please! Can I have the camera now?" HAAHAAA yeah right! This recording is my only ticket to what I want, you're not getting your fat ...ands on it!" But how do I know you're not going to show anyone?" You don't! You just have to take my word for it! But you don't really have a choice do you?" No I guess not." Tim said as he finished doing up his robe. "So what do you want?" I want a lot of things! But for starters, when mom gets home I want you to tell her that you've done some. After a couple of upward thrusts my cock twitched deep inside her and I filled her with my thick baby batter. She looked down at me as the hot sperm hit deep in her and she ground down hard onto my throbbing cock, she was smiling as my shaft throbbed hard and I thrust up to meet her grinding down on me.I was now ready to give her the fuck she needed and with out a word I just rolled her over and as I raised one of her legs, then the other over my shoulders and deep poled her, banging my balls. Mrs Jones is struggling to catch her breath and I can see drops of sweat running their way down her face, her teeth clinched tightly. “ohhhh” she moans.Trickles of drool again drip out of the corners of her open mouth and onto the sofa. The realization of everything that was happening finally hit me, here I was kneeling on the floor with my prick all the way inside the ass of my neighbor Mrs. Jones, my muscles tense and I knew I was close “I’m coming Mrs. Jones” I say to her “Come inside of me. She felt odd, every time she went near them, she could feel an urge, a want that she couldn't explain. The aroma, although fading, was unmistakably Sara's.She was being stupid, they were just a dirty pair of knickers belonging to another girl. She decided to keep them a little while longer though. In case she wanted them back, no other reason. She had no reason until a text arrived"Hi Ceri, here's my postcode, I'll see you at my house at six o clock Friday evening. S x."Ceri quickly rearranged.