“Where’s Mom?”“She’s sprawled out on the couch in a T-shirt and panties looking like a beached whale - very cute, and castigating me for not...having air conditioning. She’s not happy with me at the moment.”“It’s your fault,” Rachael observed, buckling her seatbelt.We left the school parking lot for the twenty-five minute drive home.“As I’ve explained, young lady, it isn’t my fault. Your mother connived to get pregnant without my permission.”“So you’re sorry about it?”“Not in the least. But,. “That’s a good girl,” I said.Pam’s pussy gripped Debbie’s finger. She rubbed my cock with her other hand. I watched her finger fuck her friend. She went in and out with one finger and then two.Her other hand squeezed my dick. She pulled me to her. “Take it out,” she commanded.Pam moaned loudly. Debbie put a third finger in her pussy.I unzipped, wiggled my tight trouser down, then pulled down my briefs. I knew Debbie was pleased by the site of my big dick.The two women moved in rhythm. . Wo boli teri jan ki phuddi baut choti hai aur tera lun baut mota hai is leay dard ho raha hai laikin ab mujay maza a raha tha main nay kaha main nay bahir nae nikalna lun apna ab undar e rakhuun ga bardasht karoo aj raat aur main jhatkay marnay shuru ho gaya ammi ki khush phuddi geeli hoti mehsoos hui shuru main to baut cheekhi k nikaloo laikin us k chekhain kn sunta aur na main nay usay uthnay dia bus jhatkay pay jhatka lagaya thori dair main isay b maza annay laga mera lun nay us ki phuddi. “Come on Friday, then,” taunted one.“Oh, she’ll be here all right, you just watch,” taunted another.“Just look at her flushed face,” taunted yet another, “Of course she’ll be here ……. guaranteed….”…….A couple of hours later, as she made her way outside to her awaiting taxi, she glanced back over her shoulder at the brightly lit archway entrance to the pub …… Did ‘he’ really go there every Friday, looking to pick up some poor, unsuspecting bitch for him and his rapist mates to do over?And was.