He couldn't wait to get home, go into his room and spank to some porn. It sure as hell wasn't as good as pussy. BUT it did beat blue-balls by a mile. ...alking across his backyard, Joel noticed the lights were on in the kitchen and living room. 'Mom must've left them on,' he thought. Their house was a sort of two story built onto a sloping lot. From the front it looked like a regular one story ranch, but from the back it was two full stories tall. Joel's room was on the lower floor, which was. My penis exploded inside of her coating and filling her womb with my sperm. At this point Kayla brought out this plastic rubber item that she slipped into her mothers cunt keeping my sperm in her womb. Then she moved over to me and we had a fantastic bout of intercourse. I made love to her mother four more times that night and she capped her moms pussy after each session so by morning all of my sperm in her mom made her look pregnant. Kayla was a younger version of her mom with her breasts per. When I attempted to chit chat, she apologized before telling me she couldn't talk and had to go.When I realized she had hung up I stared at the handset for a moment before placing it in its cradle. Back in the old days, she had always put everything else on hold just to talk to me on the phone. But back then I had no one but her to talk to, and she always felt bad about never being there when I came home from school. And I admit there were times I really needed her to be there to wipe my tears. While swirling her drink and checking her watch for the umpteenth time, Millie suddenly felt cold liquid slosh over her fingers. Confused, giddy, and a bit dizzy, it slowly dawned on her while peering at her hand… ‘I just spilt my drink. That’s weird,’ she thought while wiping her fingers with her drink napkin, ‘nothing like that ever happened before, not after just two drinks.’ Her wrinkled brow reflected her desperate attempt to stay focused while tapping nervously on the table with her.