I got drunk, passed out and by the time I came to the cops were all over the place. I had no choice so I booked"."Did you know mom was a virgin"?"WHH...AAAAATTT? No WAY"!"Oh yeah. She was"."No chance Stan. Your mom was married"."Yeah I know"."I mean, she was MARRIED! She hadn't been married all that long, or so I remember from the trial but..." She was a virgin"."How do you know? And speaking of which, how did you find out about me anyway"?"She told me. Well, she KIND of told me"."Kind of. I told her “that’s because Morgan was on top of me and wouldn’t get off. I didn’t have a choice. We’re just lucky she didn’t get pregnant either”. (It was over a month ago, I was pretty sure we were safe by now). I reached down and started smearing my cum all over her belly, just rubbing it in like skin cream, and just smiled at her. She smile back and then screwed up her nose at me. “That’s really gross” she said. I said “yeah, but it looks so good on you.” She grabbed my hand and made me. I paired this with a pink, backless top that showed my nipples pointing through. To be honest, I had tons of trouble functioning in this outfit. My skirt kept on riding up and I constantly found myself pulling it down. When I sat, my skirt would ride up even more, exposing my bright pink thong to anyone who sat across from me, despite my best efforts to conceal it by crossing my legs or gluing them together. It was no use. I just sat there and let the guys enjoy the view.I was sitting on the. If there's one thing I have, it's great control. I can keep it going forever. So I did the rounds with Brian. Pulling out and getting on top, coming at him face to face, seeing that handsome face grimace from the raw, savage pleasure he was feeling, from the ferocious hammering into his depths that he was enduring. As I fucked him like this, face to face, I reached down to massage and stroke his cock."Shoot it for me, Brian," I said, twisting his cock in my hand. "Shoot a nice, big load. Let me.