Her breasts were full pendulous globes that were crowned with swollen aureoles capped with hard nips that resembled pink gumdrops. Her complexion was ...air, maybe even pale. Her hair was flaxen like her daughter's, her pubic hair was black and thick. It was uncanny how similar she was to her daughter. Except for her breasts, she was a clone. Cary lay trying to regain his composure when Charlotte rolled him over and took his cock into her mouth. Cary started to protest, but her mouth was so wet. Then I could feel him moving forward and suddenly I felt his huge head pressing up against my shy tight hole. “Damn dude, that is some tight shit! That is hot. I’m gonna fill you up and bread that hole!” Then I could feel him slowly pushing his thick long cock farther up my ass. I groaned as I felt my hole instinctively clench and pangs of pain, yet also a deep pressure of pleasure. He pushed harder forward and I could take no more. I asked him to stop there. And he did. Yet then he began to. She had blonde hair and a great figure. She had a boob job several years earlier and they looked absolutely fantastic. Even though she was older than me and my wife she still turned heads. That's not to say that my wife wasn't attractive. Lisa had always had a nice rack and after she had our son her tits got even bigger! She had a very pretty face with nice pouty lips and beautiful cat like eyes. I often caught guys staring at her tits and I could tell she enjoyed the attention. Although she. I was stoned and a little tipsy from my drink.During our short chat, she commented that her shoulder was feeling a bit tight. Was she giving me a way to start touching her? My mind raced. I had no control over my actions. I was driven. My cock dictated every word and act. I could only think of her bra-less breasts and tight panty-less pussy. I decided it was time to go for it, as subtly as I could. We chatted for a second more. Most of her drink was gone and my pot had definitely kicked in,.