” He said.“Don’t.” I started trying to pull away.“Are you going to tell me that you don’t miss me?”I shook my head. “You don’t?”�...I do, but….” I whispered, unable to look in his eyes. “No ‘buts’, I miss you, you miss me. It’s that simple.” Darren lifted my chin and kissed me. I closed my eyes, opening my mouth for his tongue. I bit his bottom lip and grabbed his shirt. I pulled it off and threw it on the bed. I had missed him, but I was also angry at him for leaving me in the first place. I. . Please Paul, I'll fuck and suck others for you, don't give me away. I want to take ... OHHH fuck, do me I'm fucking yours!" I swear mom's asshole fluttered as she came! I was cumming in her as her sphincter tried to cut off my flow of cum! Her ass hole was tight, but I squirted right past it. All this time I had been watching mom's face, at first there were the grimaces of pain and discomfort, then there was that slight grin of acceptance, now she was smiling. My mother had come on my dick in. I got off late, so we got a late start, causing us to arrive there about midnight. What’s worse, I made the wrong exit and ended up taking us into a ghetto part of town. That’s when I realized that neither of us was dressed for this area. I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt and my wife was wearing one of my long t-shirts with no bra. I could see her big nipples pressing threw the shirt! As I was trying to figure out how to get back on the highway, my wife pointed to a couple of black men that. We'd been friends for close to three years when Brenda was sat in our kitchen moaning to my wife that if she didn't get sex soon she was going to leave her husband, Donna knew that it wasn't fair on the k**s and tried to talk her out of it. When Brenda smiled at me as I walk through Donna noticed how she looked at me.As they spoke Brenda said "Would you mind if ***** fucked me", Donna knew that I wouldn't but said to her "Well ask him", as she called me in Donna said "Will you shag Brenda?", I.