The sun had set. The streetlamps were on. My stomach was rumbling.“Why don’t we order some pizza,” Mom said. “I know you girls just had it the...other night, but it’s too late to cook.”“Sure,” I said. I was a teenager; I never said no to pizza.We were about halfway home when her phone rang. She snagged it up and put it to her ear.“You shouldn’t talk and drive on the phone,” I said.She gave me a look as she said, “Hello, Ms. Petrov.”Hearing her talk to her boss reminded me of what I had been. Plus it was fun to talk dirty to each other. But at this time I just said I really need to cum. She was excited to see what I would do for her and was very encouraging :)It was time to empty my balls. I gave my cock the last few quick strokes near the head it needed to set it off; it began to spasm as streams of hot jizz were launched straight up into the air a foot or more. I shot cum up and over the steering wheel, up onto my shirt and over my shoulder narrowly missing my own face, over the. He could see her from behind take off her pants and underwear, and saw her bare butt come down on the toilet seat. This immediately turned him on, especially when this was followed by the sound of her pee hitting the toilet. He waited awhile for her to leave and when thought she was gone came out of the shower. He was still very hard from what he had seen, and walked to the mirror to see how big his member had gotten. "PETER!!!!" he heard his mother say sternly. He turned around and time. They exchanged the usual pleasantries. “What would you like for Christmas Son?” Santa asked. “I want my Mom to be at home on Christmas day.” “Anything else?” “No, just my mom at home. Thank you” The little boy jumped down from his knee. “Hold on, I’m sure there is something in my special velvet sack for you!” Holly bent down into the sack, pulled out the last two presents, and handed them to the little boy. Nick was too busy looking down Holly’s top to notice. “Thanks, Santa!!” the.