Jamal pointed his dick at her asshole. Mom placed her hands on his thighs as she closed her eyes and worked herself on Jamal. Ohh. This dick is big ba...y, mom said. She licked her thick lips and moaned as she kept grinding her big ass on Jamal. Dad was staring at them while stroking his dick. I took his dick in my hand and urged him to enter my pussy. He never took his eyes off of the scene as he fed me his dick. I reached around with my hands and grabbed his ass as I rocked my hips. I rubbed my. Err," I stammer my smooth response. Clearing my throat I try again. "Who are you?" My names Mia." She says, all chill like. Waking up with a guy in my bed? No big deal."Okay Mia. Have we met before?" If it turns out that I got drunk one night and went home with a cute girl then that would be one explanation. Even though I don't remember getting drunk at any party recently."No." ..." We haven't met before? How can she be so nonchalant then about me being in her bed? "But you don't mind me being. ” “Oh God, yes!” Suzi laughed. “An amazing body and hung like a donkey.” She stopped suddenly and stared in embarrassment at the dark haired girl. “But not a patch on you, baby.” “Oh, I’m afraid that’s one department where I can’t compete.” “Don’t be so sure. Did you find what I asked you to look for?” “I did indeed. You are a very naughty girl Miss Brakespeare!” “Are you telling me that you don’t own one?” “One yes. Not four!” “Variety is the spice of life.” Suzi giggled seductively. “And in. Now, here I am, watching the river by my house flowing.The poem here is a confession of my love for you, which I myself wrote.What did I do?What happened to push you away from me?What is demanded of me to make our love anew?I am blinded by sorrow and the answer I cannot see.Sometimes I hateAnd no one sees the fire in my eyes.You are all that matters to me now and my message can no longer wait.Without you, you take a part of my heart, which slowly and painfullydiesWhatever I did to make you.