I'm Helena. Lena to my friends. Get some sleep, andwe'll talk in the morning.* The unexpected exchange startled Angel out of his funk. He went back ou...to wish his parents a good night, making sure he made some noise on theway. They wished him goodnight, with no indication of their earlierconversation. He was tired enough that he barely stretched out on the bed before he fellasleep. It was not a peaceful night. His exhausted slumber was filled with strangeand disturbing dreams. Luckily for him,. He asked my wife, "Are you ready to be fucked mommy?" My wife cried out, "Oh god yes son! Fuck mommy with your big young cock!" Dave then rammed his big thick 8-inch cock into my wife's throbbing pussy. He fucked her like a pro as my wife was once again on the verge of another powerful orgasm minutes later. "Harder! Harder son!" my wife cried out as Dave continued to ram his young cock deeply into her. A short while later my wife screamed out as she once again started to squirt hard all over. Her ass cheeks squashed against my thighs, as she weaved up and down my dick with pleasure on her face. I held onto her tits for dear life as she screwed me like that for a few minutes, her tightness gripped my shaft and she had to get off to apply more saliva. More head as she gobbled me up once more, I fingered her pussy and thumbed her clit. Making her mouth move faster.“Your turn.”“Alright.”I pushed Andie over toward the slide and she was on all fours and I could see her tits in the. I took out a photo album especially made for instant pictures taken with a Land Camera.As I glanced through the photos in the plastic sleeves, which had protected the instant pictures through the years, what stared me in the face were extraordinary photos of young women. There was a lifetime treasure trove of ‘booty’ themed pictures that had fallen into my hands. There were album sleeves of dressed young ladies wearing pants or dresses with their panties pulled down and red bottoms on display..