"Before you continue Bitch-Fest 2009, I suggest you go look on your bed." I said. Julie looked confused as she ran past me, heading upstairs as fast a... she could. I heard her door open and heard the rustle of paper - She'd found the bag."Jeremy, I love it!" She yelled happily as she ran downstairs, holding the doll in her hands. "It's so cute! Thank you!" She leaned in close to me, kissing my lips for a few seconds. "I forgive you now, I guess." She said, sitting on the couch and hugging the. ”“Just don’t do it again.” She said, rolling my window back up and locking the doors. Then I heard it. *brrrrp* Did she just...fart? No, it must’ve been the car. I tried to think of something to say.“Hey, have you seen any good...” I started. “Stop talking and soak in the atmosphere.”Huh. Well, I guess that takes care of that problem. No more trying to come up with conversation to fill the silence. Then I heard it again. *brrrrrrrrrrrrrp* *hissssssss* This time it was obviously not the car. She. They were on the big thick love rug where Mommy often took men. I think she called this man Mr. Chang. His yellow dick was going in and out of Mommy’s cunt as her black ass moved around. I went around in front of her so she could see my stiffie. Mr. Chang was really playing with her big hanging black titties.She spoke to Mr. Chang and lifted off of his cock. I knew to go behind her and my stiffie easily found its way through the fuzzy hair into its favorite place. It has been there many times.. His finger got deeper in her hole, he told me I could help make mommy feel better if I crawled under her and played with her button. I crawled under mommy, moving my little hand on her coochie, it found her button. She was still all wet there and my fingers kept sliding around. I started just moving them up and down the coochie, from her button to her baby hole. As I picked up the pace, my fingers went too far, and went inside of her. It felt so warm inside, really wet and warm. I kept my.