Her time now better spent with her children was more rewarding and beneficial to their growth and her sanity. Nonetheless, the job she gave up to stay...home with the kids had made her feel important, had given her a sense of self, and afforded her own money to buy the things she needed without having to ask her husband. She sometimes felt she needed his permission to buy makeup, hair care products or even a pair of shoes. Somehow, he always had money. He gave her the money that she needed, but. It was my daughter’s girlfriend doing me. Before I knew it, she was on my lap, riding me. We were fucking, and it was so damn good!!!I scissored her and fucked her. I put her on her hands and knees and fucked her. I fucked her up her ass and put my hand behind her head and fed my shit-stained cock in her face and made her clean me up. And then I spread her legs. Her shaved mound of pussy stared me straight in the face, and I massaged her clit with my tongue and fingers. When she was wet, warm. You really like my finger back there, don't you? Do you want more?I add another generous coating of lube to my index and middle fingers before slipping them both up your tight, dark hole. Now penetrated by twice as much of me, you're really beginning to need to relax and stretch, but I take it slow and soon you're just as keen to be filled by two fingers as I swallow your dick as you were with just the one.With the first two fingers of my right hand buried in your ass and you lying back on the. "You really shouldn't ramble like that." "Sorry." "It's all right." "So what's up?" "How old are you?" "Twenty-two. What's going on?" "You weigh what? One fifty, one sixty?" "You've really lost me." "One fifty sounds right. And you're about six feet tall, blonde hair, blue eyes..." "Look, you're steaming right on ahead and you've definitely lost me. What do you want?" "Harold, right now I want you to sit down. If you want you can have my chair." "That's all right, I'll take the floor." I.