I smiled in delight as Mrs. Armstrong settled between her daughter’s thighs. I joined her. I mounted the table beside her, my body pressing against ...he MILF. She glanced at me, her green eyes burning with lust for her daughter.“You joining the fun, Yunie?” Stefani asked, arching an eyebrow.I winked at her. “Just showing your mother how to massage a pussy with her tongue.”“I think she knows how to do that.” Stefani shuddered, her hands sliding up to squeeze her oiled tits. “Mmm, I think someone. You’d think if I’d waited that long, I could have waited just a bit longer until our first date. Perhaps it was knowing you were buzzed. Perhaps it was knowing you’d been out with someone else earlier. Perhaps it was a desire to set the tone for our first dinner. But most likely it was you texting me that you had just crawled into bed with your Hitachi, vibrator, and teddy bear. The teddy bear you grind against to cum harder than anything or anyone can make you. The teddy bear who has been your. I seem to have a gift for making girls very very happy too. By the time I could feel my jizz boiling up and was thinking about how it would be really smart if I didn't blow my cork inside the most popular girl in school, her fingernails were dug into my ass so deep that I couldn't move.So I filled her full, and instead of screaming at me she started babbling that if I kept winning, she'd keep me in pussy for the whole year.Well, that was fine with me. You see, up until I stuck my peter in. While shooting, I occasionally looked up at Lynne and Tom on the sofa. Lynne was essentially naked. Her skirt was hiked up around her waist, exposing her bare pussy and shapely legs, her pussy was usually covered with one of Tom's hands as he fingered her. He had one of her nipples in his mouth as he kneaded her massive tit with his other hand. Lynne lay panting as Tom manipulated her body. She was squirming under his ministrations and moaning.My distraction was obvious and my turn on the pool.