“Well, your daddy is not my son. Now stop complaining and let me sit on your dick. My pussy is already dripping wet and I need you inside me.” Mom...replied.Mom sits on my dick in the reverse cowgirl position and starts riding me moving her hips up and down.“Ahhh…. Oh god son, your dick feels so good in me, so hard and deep. If only I can tell my girlfriends about you, they would be so jealous of me. Ahhh… You know, they haven’t had a dick in them for months now. Ahhh… Their husbands are always. He was smiling. Hafnan had called attention to his corner of the room.Kirk turned his head and pulled the trigger. Carlos and Davy crashed into him trying to pin Kirk to the ground.“Owen!” Janice screamed for a very short second.Owen hurt and hurt and hurt. The shock of the gunshot and the agony left him screaming and bellowing madly. He writhed left and right on the floor. Blood wept from his arm.“You do not look any worse,” Hafnan said. She touched his face and her voice quaked. “You didn’t. "See?"I nodded my head, more in disbelief at her words than anything. The alcohol was helping her hit me point blank with the facts that she had been playing with Phil and how wet he had made her pussy.Her pussy was dripping wet. "Would you like to taste it?" She slid one finger inside. "She needs so much attention and she's not been getting enough. I haven't let him fuck her yet you know."It was like a knife.She had not ever been this self-assured before, never been this nasty, but I loved. Jill, though, had to have worn a double-D bra in high school. She was slim but curvy and even my wife had commented on her body. She used to joke that Jill's boobs came into the room two minutes before she did and her ass was still there two minutes after she left.Jill could probably have driven the boys crazy but she seemed to hold onto that tom boyish thing for a lot longer than you'd have expected. It wasn't that she went out and played football or anything – she was extremely feminine – it.