She began riding me. Her hot hole slid up my cock and came back down on it, I could feel every inch of her pussy. I said her name, Charlotte, and I g...sped and moaned. She began gasping too and said my name and how I felt so good inside of her. She took my hands from her hips and pinned them above my head by leaning her arms and her body weight on them, effectively pinning them to the loveseat. She continued to grind and ride my cock, gasping and moaning, lost in a pleasure that she only. "Or Mike. In public, you act as if I am your best male bud and you enjoy hanging out with Candice and I. But you love pussy and will only date other boys with my permission." I love pussy," she said in a fucking amazing Amazon voice."Get that ugly vest off," I said, getting an immediate response. What was revealed were the longest, darkest nipples I'd ever seen or imagined seeing. As big as her boobs were on her tiny body, her nips dominated them. Wetting my fingers, I gently twisted her left. “Mom, try the coffee. See if you like it.”She took a sip of the coffee, which already had the cream and sugar stirred in, and I was amazed at the change in her expression. “Oh, my Lord, Sam, that is the best cup of coffee I ever tasted! Just that has convinced me that I will like the breakfast you fix.”I ordered her a western omelet with toast and butter. Mom was old fashioned when it came to the amount of fats that she consumed at breakfast. Her ring had said that her body was in good shape. “Fffk yuu...”“No, don’t think so. We’ve been there, done that, and you tried to sell us out to the Nelsons,” he replied. “Donna has a question for you. Consider your answer carefully.”“So, Judas Whore, here’s your choices,” Donna said. “We can kill you, quick and easy, dump your body out here. Or, we can imprison you at Clanglang or some other site where you’ll never see the light of day again. Or we can exile you ... dump you on the street somewhere in the world with no money – with the.