“Where is Abhijit?” I asked as I sat down for dinner. “He is working the night shift today,” she replied. We exchanged a few more pleasantries...and started eating our food.Now, Ketkee was sitting right in front of me, and whenever I needed something, she would lean forward to help me with that. Whenever she leaned, I could see her sweet cleavage through her shirt. As a result, my body was reacting with a strange urge to grab them and squeeze those ripe oranges.But I forced myself to control. I. ..OHHHHHHHH"I felt huge amounts of spunk unloading and firing deep up me, shooting further up my cunt than I had ever experienced before. My son groaned loud and hard as he shafted his monster dong up me, sending yet more heavy streams of his cum inside me.OH, BABY, THAT'S IT....THAT'S IT MIKE.....GIVE MOMMY THAT HOT SPUNK BABY.....SLAM THAT GREAT BIG SPURTING COCK UP MY HOT WET HOLE SON...FUCKING DO ME UNTIL I CAN'T STAND UP SWEETIE....FUCK THAT PUSSY....OHHHHHHHHH"And fuck me he did, shooting. She spent endless nights fantasizing about various men, various sex acts and even various cock shapes. She knew exactly how her clitoris would react to every form of stimulation she could provide to herself, so much so that masturbation no longer provided any thrill. All of this flashed through her mind as she slowly attempted to fashion an answer to Karen’s question. “Well,” Rachel said slowly, “Of course I want to have a partner someday. Who wouldn’t? I certainly do not want to grow old all. She worked her pussy and rode that hard shaft, squeezing it, milking it, and pumping her hips like an insatiable slut. Eric tried to fuck her so hard he tried to throw her off. She rode his cock like a cowboy rides a bucking bronco. The room reeked of sweaty man sex. She kept chanting, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,“ over and over again. I could tell that Eric was close and I grabbed Stacy’s cock and stroked it no more than three times and she erupted, shooting hot cum in the air. It landed.