"Come on, Brad, let me use my nails on the bitch's tits." "I'm sure that won't be necessary," said Brad. "I'm sure the cunt has learned her lesson. No... get those clothes off and get on your knees." Hearing the menace in Brad's voice, Sheila took off her clothes. The teenagers whistled when she bared her breasts. "Oh, I wish I had a pair like that," Mei Lin said. "She must have nearly 40 inches." "Let's find out," Brad said. "Hey, wimp, go get a tape measure and show us your wife's. "How about watching a movie?" I proposed. Nodding her head, she said, " put on an interesting one." I went to my room and came back with a hardcore, in which a mother fucks her son. I hadn't seen a hotter movie in my entire life. " I hope you can bear something hot and sizzling." I said giving her a questioning look. "I can bear children, then this is just a movie," she answered, along with a sluttish smile. I switched on the movie and sat down on the floor, in front of the sofa. Mom came and. I then felt a hand starting to stroke my ass cheeks, and then the nailsof that hand gently raking across the waxed skin of my ass. I then feltthe fingers move around and then grasp my testicles in a firm grip. Mrs.Cole turned her head to look at me and then, with a fixed smile on herface, squeezed hard until the tears started to stream down my cheeks. "She's well behaved for a new girl" Mrs. Cole spoke."Well she has a lot of work to do but one day I hope that she might be agood little. I pulled him into me and backed him up against the tree. I was so close to him that I breathed in the air he let out. He just stood there, engulf by both the tree and my arms. "Micheal," I whispered into his ears as I buried my face into his shoulder, smelling the scent that was attached to him. "Is... the preacher's son... taken?" His body shivered, and it wasn't from the cold. "Yes? No? Maybe?"I slipped my hand under his shirt to touch his skin. "Ah, no," he exclaimed at the other contact. My.