How could I resist? I knew that this was heading into a dangerous situation that I wasn't prepared for. It could lead to me getting rejected by Amy an... leave things weird between us. Or it could end up being one of the best moments of my life. But the thought of just touching her, sent chills down my spine and into my throbbing pussy. I then sit back down and look at the floor, not wanting to make contact with Amy after what I have just said. "Lauren, it must have taken a lot of courage to say. He sat up startled when he felt the shield form around the cart. He chuckled softly and said, “I need a good repair spell.” The pages flipped again, and it took him several minutes to practice the pronunciation of several words before he tried to say it correctly.He heard the cart groan a little and noticed that the rough timber sides now looked smooth and polished. “Now I just need to keep the dirt off it,” he mumbled. He grinned when the book again flipped pages. So, he happily worked out how. " Oh my God! You are such a jerk, Matt!" Johanna hung up on him.Oops, Matt thought. He did care what Lauren thought about him. He did, he just, he didn't know. He guessed he didn't like her much anymore. Of course, he told himself, he had been using her all along. He hadn't ever cared about her.But he knew he had, though he tried to push that thought out of his mind. Nobody could tell him what to do, not Lauren or Johanna. Even his parents were idiots. So maybe he had used her, so what. People. I say we even though Derrick was the only one to ever penetrate any of her three holes. I have cum onto her body all over now this past month several times... but always only from masturbation. I love having my mother fucking Derrick for me, but I do think i****t is still wrong if that doesn't seem too weird a split of hairs for you all to get around.It's just so beautiful to see the black on white contrast of my mother's naked body with Derrick screwing her anyhow.Mom is pregnant as I said. We.