Again I then kissed my Mom Liz and then I felt my Mom Liz’s bare boobs (breasts) before my Dad George came down to the kitchen at around 8:20 AM on ...aturday 19th July 2003 for breakfast,but at breakfast my Dad George announced that he was going to played golf.“I’m going to play golf with Harry Turner again today,Liz...!!!”my Dad George then announced to my Mom Liz.“OK,George...!!!Just take your time as long as you want,George...!!!”my Mom Liz then replied to my Dad George.After my Dad George. Several minutes and her pussy was wet and slippery. She was still clinging to me as I fucked her and began to do it harder. She lifted and cocked her legs as I planted my cock as deep as I could, “yyyeeeesssss!”I covered her mouth with mine as I continued to fuck her. She thrashed and bucked and after a few more minutes she jerked and spasmed. I shoved into her and held her as I pumped huge spurts of seed. Her pussy grasped and kept squeezing as she shook and wiggled, “aaaahhhh!”She was panting. "And, indeed, it required but one glance at Mademoiselle Danglars to comprehend the justness of Morcerf's remark--she was beautiful, but her beauty was of too marked and decided a character to please a fastidious taste; her hair was raven black, but its natural waves seemed somewhat rebellious; her eyes, of the same color as her hair, were surmounted by well-arched brows, whose great defect, however, consisted in an almost habitual frown, while her whole physiognomy wore that expression of. I followed her to her room and leaned against the door frame. She was sitting on the bench in front of her vanity, trying to brush out her hair. She was still wasted though, and her movements were clumsy. She wasn't so much grooming her hair as just angrily yanking the brush through her tangled locks. Even when she was pissed, and a drunken mess, she was still gorgeous."Did I do something wrong, Maddy?" You didn't do anything, Chloe," she huffed and yanked the brush through her hair again..