She’d gotten the attention of every damn driver in the place from the second she stepped through the door. The guy in the suit had gestured in my g...neral direction and then went to the counter. Then I’d been totally gob smacked as the woman strolled over to my table and took a seat opposite me. ‘Frank Moore?’ she’d enquired. Or rather asked me to affirm, it was pretty obvious that she knew who I was. ‘Yes!’ I replied meekly, looking from her to my mates, some of whom were also sat at the long. “Yeah, I do now. Thanks. Hey, I’m gonna call home—if my mom agrees, can you come for dinner tonight? I know my family will want to thank you in quiet and not like the turmoil before,” Cynthia asked.“Really? Sure, I’d like that.”Cynthia called home, breaking into her dad’s phone call with her mom, and made quick dinner arrangements. Then they arrived at school.Tom chuckled wryly. “Well, coming back took a lot longer going at legal speeds. Gotta get naked again, I guess,” he said as he pulled off. Realising we didn't have much time I turned her over into the doggy position and pushed my hard cock deep inside her. My halls slapping her clit she was moaning then she started to tell me she wanted me to cum inside her. This had an effect on me I as now fucking her really fast and hard. St continued to tell me to cum and she wants to feel her pussy filled up. With that I unleashed a torrent of cum deep inside her. Now I love going down on her after and licking her clean (I did offer) but she. "Doesn't he know how horny I am? Oh Michael, please come home and fuck your mother's hot cunt."She was trying to concentrated on a television show, but the picture kept blurring before her eyes as a wet horniness burned through her cunt. Janet glanced at the clock and looked hopefully at the front door. But it didn't open. She didn't know how much longer she could last without cumming.Miserably frustrated, the horny mother turned off the TV and went into the bathroom. Her cheeks flushed with.