I really am your Persian slut, you know. The happy slut wife of my wonderful Jewish stud. You own me, lock, stock, and barrel, honey. I am your love s...ave for life!” Shiraz swore to me as she put her arms around me and gave me a sensual kiss that the tattoo artists couldn’t have missed.“Yeah, I can see that going into porn is definitely the life for us!” I brought up Shiraz’s earlier idea, which prompted another kiss, this time from Jane.“Well, for me, I want to be Ike’s urinal for life. Any. I draped a towel around me and cut up some lemons, and packed the salt and tequila to take outside. The guests were very comfortable and helped themselves to beverages most of the time.When I got outside I noticed that Mary-Ann was looking at me but I shook it off as my imagination. Martin gladly took the tequila from me and poured us each a shot. After sipping my tequila I dropped my towel and got in the pool, feeling the cold water got my nipples to attention immediately.I swam a few laps and. Jackie felt her son's cock jerk in successive spasms over her nylon thighs. She soon felt the warm liquid against her stocking tops."He's lost it Joan, Jackie laughed to her sister!"Joan pushed two, three more times before stopping. Joan slowly pulled out the now slick covered toy to the muffled whimpers of David gasping for air.Jackie let her son roll off her lap to the floor before her. Joan cried, "Oh my god s*s look at all that fucking cum!"Jackie's black stocking tops and thighs were. Just as she calmed down, I pushed her back off my face and onto her back. My cock was hard as a rock and I plunged into her sopping wet pussy and began to fuck her hard. "OH, JESUS!" she screamed. "Oh, God, Brandon. You're going to make me cum again!" "That's my plan, my dear. I want you to remember this morning for the rest of the day." "I'll remember this with every step I take. Oooh, Brandon, this is even better than your tongue. I love your cock inside me. You just keep fucking me and cum.