He hadn’t actually been fucking his mother, but he’d been just about to, after eating that succulent pussy and then jacking off onto her belly. ...ow what the hell was going to happen? Maybe the woman would be so shocked, she’d run and fink to the cops or somebody, there was some kind of law, Jerry thought. Even if Debbie Carter just accidentally spread the word around the neighborhood, it might mean that they’d have to find another place, he and dad and mom. Robotlike, his pole drooping,. Casey lay in the chair totally spent. In the early stages, he had noreal physical experience of the pleasure but in the final program, hefelt and reacted to both the pleasure and the pain. He was in a pool ofsweat, exhausted and working to gather his breath. He had been writhingwith pleasure and pain for 2 hours. "Well, Casey, how do you feel," Bri asked?All he could do was to shrug his shoulders. Another tear fell from hiseyes and ran down his cheek outside the helmet."I can help you,. She couldn't get it into her mouth fast enough, which I always have to beg for by the way. She hungrily slobbered all over his big fat juicy cock, while he commenced to start to remove her pants and insert two fingers into her dripping wet snatch. Lisa told me that she was overwhelmed with lust, and turned into a wild a****l in heat. She climbed on her bad boy lover's face and grinded her blonde bushy sweetness into his weathered unshaven face while taking every inch of his magnificent manhood. Puzzled, she began searching the house for him. She looked in the kitchen, the dining room, and the study. But she couldn't find him. Shrugging her shoulders, she decided to take a shower and then wait for him to return. She went back upstairs and into the bathroom, and there on the mirror was a note addressed "My slut" taped to the glass. Chelsea smiled, she loved it when he called her that. She loved being his slut. She pulled the note off the mirror glass and opened it. slut, I had to.