I needed more. As in more sex. We didn’t have sex for a month. We argued, and you dropped me like a hot potato. I called you out for it. I told you,...“I’m not a hoe, and I am not going to sleep with you again. Because I don’t have a sexual relationship unless we are together.”You told me, “Elizabeth, you have been a shitty lover, and it won’t happen again.”“Yeah right,” I thought to myself.The last time we got high together, OMG! We were already on a different level, and all I remember is. "Jeff, do you think it's fair that your mother is wearing clothes and we're not?" Cindy asked."No I don't," the young man said with a leer. "Come on Mom, take it off. If you get to see me naked I get to see you.Sharon looked at the two of them and licked her lips. She grinned uncertainly. "Well, I guess that's only fair," she told them. Her hands went down to the hem of her tee and she pulled it off in one swift movement. She stood before them naked from the waist up.She stood there for several. My heart was pounding at 100 miles per hour. I felt amazing! And I was still horny.My dick came back to life again when a horny and lustful thought came to mind of what it would be like to fuck an apple pie. A warm apple pie like in the teen comedy 'American Pie'. I stood and walked through to the kitchen with a big erection standing upright like a rocket ready to lift off through my pyjama bottoms. I'm a woman who prefers to wear pyjamas to bed. I opened the fridge door and looked inside and a. “But today, I am just content in draining everything out of your cock that it has to offer me.”And like that, he slid up her oily cunt. “Helps a lot that I slobbered this thing down my throat,” she groaned. “I don’t know what you mean,” Jacob replied, trying to keep his mind lucid as a tight hole took him in. It felt like a band of rubber being stretched around his cock as it went down the length. “The lube my spit provides,” she told him. “Let’s you slide right in easily.”He could agree with.