I made them both squat over their butt plugs and sit on them to seat them in their asses before we left the bathroom. “Just blowjobs and hand stuff,...maybe!” Tiffany smirked.My mom explained that most whores were lazy, selfish women. She said they learn at an early age to get what they want but offering their bodies. “Two tits are like two credit cards you can use to charge anything you like. A man will give you a ride, take you to dinner, take you to the concert. He doesn’t even get to touch. It almost became routine for us to get home from work, I’d throw her down on the couch, eat her out til she came, then we’d fuck in various places til I filled her up or came down her throat. Of course, no matter how fun a routine may be, stepping out of your comfort zone can be exponentially more exciting, which is exactly what happened.It was a Friday night, we had been out drinking and just got home. She was horny as fuck and ripped my pants off so she could ride me. We were fucking hard and. My nipples are hard and feel cool from the drying wetness of a recent suckle. I move my hands to them and turn up the heat in my furnace. I spread my legs further and the tongue dives deeper. It was such a pleasant dream, a visit from Dream Girl. My first visit from her occurred during college when I started having guilty fantasies about Kyra. I guess my dreams were reflecting my inner turmoil. I would waken from these homoerotic dreams right at the moment when I kissed Dream Girl, or touched. "I want to be performing for you." God, Kelly, you are one perverted sister," John said, laughing. "But that's fine with me. Now I've got to go play golf," he said, opening the door to leave."Hurry back," Kelly said, suddenly leaning forward and kissing him, one hand reaching down to cup his cock in his pants. "I'll be waiting for you down by the river."Tom Henderson is actually a nice guy, John decided after they had played the front nine. And he had decided that his father was actually a bad.