. There was the slightest hint of a little roll around her midsection. When I took hold of her there, my girl flashed a playful frown ... but, I said ...o her, "don't even worry about that ... why ... you know in this country, we call those Love Handles... ',Carmen's frown changed to a confident grin, and we started making our touches more personal. I leaned down and kissed the top of her breasts, making her breathe deeply. And I could feel her hand on my Dick, starting to move up and down the. ” With that he got up and left. I was confused but extremely aroused, I thought to myself fuck it why not. It’s not as if I have anything else to do. I finished my drink went home to touch up my makeup and made my way to Bumper. I was feeling hot and sexy, still wet from my previous encounter with Mr. X. It was 11.30, I was that worked up that I went straight over the first girl I seen. She was stunning, long red hair deep brown eyes and full lips. She was wearing a long figure hugging dress. The cotton was virginal white, apart from the damp spot all along her slit."Can you smell it, Britney? Can you smell how hot and horny your mother is for you?" I can, but I could smell it even better if I could smell straight from the source," Britney said daringly."Well then smell from the source, why don't you? Stick your nose in your mother's wet crotch."Britney dove forward and pressed her nose into the warm, moist mound that was still covered by panties. The moistness made her face wet as. He just kept pushing his big cock in and out and in and out until she was in a continuous state of orgasmic delight.“Don’t stop!” she urged him. “Don’t ever stop! It’s so damn good!! Ohhhh yeah! Ohhhhhhh!” Barry responded to her enthusiasm with some enthusiasm of his own. “Get this big dick, baby. Take it all. Fuck my black dick good you horny little white slut!” And no matter how many times she got off, which was plenty, Barry wouldn’t stop. He just kept ramming it to her until I actually.