After their loud moans and dirty words, they fall into one another’s arms to caress and kiss. Then they lie there together, all hot and sticky, rest...ng.Abruptly, Jennifer gets up and slips from the room. Her ass bounces lightly as she steps. “Where are you going?” Spencer calls after her.“Be patient,” she replies over her shoulder. ‘I have more in store for you.” She slips into the kitchen and back out. Within moments she is returning with some items—a can of whipped cream, some chocolate syrup. She couldn't because she knew full well that there was a large storm predicted for the North Carolina mountains. She also knew that she had driven through them before with only minor inconveniences. That December 18th storm proved to be more than a minor inconvenience.For one thing a rather large chunk of mountain got to heavy with the accumulation of snow. The already weakened boulder just decided that it was past time to roll down the mountain. It would have been a typical small landslide on. Yes mother. Do you think you could handle someone so big? Wait what are we talking about, why are you asking her these questions. She is to young, seeing me is one thing, he'll seeing us have sex is one thing, asking her if she could take my dick is another story. I told she wanted to help, but what she didn't know is that you are going to fuck her pussy while I watch. Fuck you, I'm not going to Fuck your daughter, although it was now beginning to sound like a really good plan. Can I mom, will. Lara slowly pulled the top of the bikini bottoms down. “Nice bush Mum,” she mocked, “blonde and quite thin and girlie. Do you play with it?” She fluffed it with her fingers. Then she pulled the bikini bottoms out from under June’s tight ass and put them on the seat.“So what would you prefer?” she asked, “a good spanking, or helping me show Mark how to pet a pussy?”“Don’t you dare!” rasped June again. “Honestly I never knew such a bad daughter, in all my life.”“Okay well let’s have a look.” Lara.