My futa mom had a real problem keeping it in her pants when she was younger. Twenty-two years ago, she met a girl that worked in a laundromat. One thi...g led to another and--” She drummed on the table. “Here I am. She bought this house for us to live in.”“Hmm…” Savannah pressed her lips against her tilted glass of orange juice. “And she did the same for Diana’s mom?”“She never got a chance,” Maddi sighed. “Diana’s mom died of a heroin overdose when she was two. Nobody knew until the neighbors. From then on, he had a bear by the tail and just couldn't let go. He began to slip her a quarter or so whenever he got into her, usually a little more and some times a little less. Not that he was paying her for her pussy, mind you, but he just wanted to do something nice for her in return. But it was more than just the money he had given her. He had started to develop feelings for her. He tried to ignore those feelings.After a while, he started to get used to Cassie and almost would admit to. This time she took charge and went down on her knee. She took my hard cock into her mouth. She started to suck me slowly and same time her fingers were playing with my balls. I was caressing her hair and caressing her cheeks and feeling the pressure building inside me.The up and down movement of her lips on my hard cock is very sensual. She increased her speed over my dick. I was about to explode the load on her mouth. I gripped her hairs tightly and lifted my hips. I pushed my dick deep inside. I had hurt him last time I had used so much of my strength ... I hadn't thought that I could possibly hurt him.I watched in astonishment as he landed smartly on his feet.For a split second I made eye contact with his blazing red eyes. I thought I saw amusement in those fiery orbs.He slammed into me with enough force to knock the breath from my lungs. Before I could even think I was folded neatly into his arms and deposited on the bed.He could manhandle me so easily ... I couldn't help but.