“Oh, my god,” I whimpered, clenching down around her.“What, Mom?” asked Anabella. She grinned up at me. “Is Ms. Harland in your cunt?”“M... asshole!” I gasped.“Oh, wow. That's so naughty. Ooh, Ms. Harland, you're fucking my mommy's asshole. Pound her while she pounds me.”“I will,” Kayleen purred. She bottomed out in my bowels, her brown bush rubbing into my butt-cheeks. “How does that sound, Autumn?”“Wonderful,” I groaned, realizing I liked the feel of her girl-cock in my bowels. She stretched me. Without a doubt, he was now onereally hot babe that all the guys would lust over. I could feel my faceflush, when I realized what I'd just thought about Matt. At the sametime, it was just as hard thinking of this sexy girl as Matt as it hadbeen trying to think of Arianna and Teresa as Andy and Tomas."Are you feeling better now?" asked Ms. Dalton with a wide smile.The blonde girl that had been Matt shook her head slowly. "Like justwhat do you mean am I feeling better now? I like always feel. Deborah is fucking my dad hard now, with all the enthusiasm of youth, and as the pace quickens, I hear my dad groaning ecstatically beneath her…I have to look away at this point for a moment, otherwise I may well cum myself, I’m staggered how long my Dad is managing to last with this dirty bitch grinding her cunt on top of him.While I take a moment, the chair's groaning and creaking noises continue unabated, until finally I hear my Dad announce, “I’m going to cum, Debs!” “Don’t cum yet!” I. “So, let me make you a deal. I’m going to take the afternoon off, and hang around here … with you. I don’t have anyone to go home to and this old man’s lonely.” “I’m not a prostitute,” I snapped. “I’m not saying that you are. You’re still gonna have to pay me for the pump. But for the labor … let’s say this little deal is a ‘you scratch me back, I’ll scratch yours’ kind of arrangement.” “You want your back scratched?” I asked. I was confused, my eyebrows pinched together in bewilderment. “I.