His gaze followed her up to checkout where he finally revealed the reason for his scrutiny. "Mrs. Anderson?" the handsome man said, his eyes wide with...surprise and recognition. "Do I know you?" Ava asked, giving him the once-over. She liked what she saw; from his wavy brown hair, to the boyish grin on his strikingly attractive face. He introduced himself as Jason. He informed her that he was a student in Philip's English Lit class. One day Jason had noticed her picture on Professor Anderson's. President?” Stephanie asked me.Not waiting for an answer, she pushed me down, climbed on top of me, and shoved her bouncy tits in my face.“Apparently so!” I laughed as the reporter got busy sliding up and down on my stiff cock, which thickened more than ever as I impaled her.“So, can my hubby fuck Sabrina while Tang sits on his face?” Stephanie inquired now, not that she doubted the answer.“Well, he may, but that you already knew! Just ride me, honey! Less talk, more strokes!” I teased. She knew what she was doing to him. What she was doing to herself.He couldn’t take it anymore. The moment he felt her pussy hovering over him again he loosened the grip on her ass and allowed gravity to do its work. And it did. A sharp, deep breath shot from her mouth as her pussy sank down over his cock, causing him to grit his teeth as he felt himself deep within her at last.She then wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, smashing her soft, heavy breasts into his chest as he held her. She had Margret when she was only fifteen, and worked out all the time so she could maintain her slim waist, firsm ass, and slender thighs. Margret began to panic as she felt heat rise from her mound. This is sick. I need to go. She struggled to turn away from her young mother begging for more, but she managed to close the door, and quickly escape to her room were she closed the door behind her. "What hell was that?" she said to herself. "Who the fuck is 'Todd', and why am I so wet?" She.