My cock was hard as a rock, I walked back and forth with almost five days worth of cum stored up in my balls, I might mess my shorts just from my thou...hts. What did she mean, Ill give you something? Susans words came back to me, my mother will be here. What did she mean by that? It seemed strange now that I was picturing my cock sliding between her mothers tits, and spraying her face. I fought the thoughts off, knowing that if I convinced myself that she was going to fuck my brains out as. C, still on for that massage?” she asked.I stumbled over her question stuttering that I had just gotten out of the shower. I invited her in and told her I was going to go get dressed and to make herself comfortable. When I returned, after putting on sweats and a t-shirt, she was sitting on the sofa looking thru some magazines. I noticed she had helped herself to a glass of wine as well.“hey,” I said. “You can’t be drinking wine.” She laughed as she drank down the last bit.“My dad always lets. I too wanted it desperately.But it was still evening and I can’t even go to back seat. But I too didn’t want to miss that chance. So I pushed my seat to back and lowered it to the maximum. With my cock erect I asked her to sit on my lund and fuck while holding the steering. Initially she hesitated but when explained that it would look like you are sitting on driver seat. She came and sat on my dick. The entire dick went inside her pussy in one go. (I understood before that she was no virgin and. Harmless fun at first, unsurprisingly the topics took a decided turn after the vodka came out, finding their way around to secret unfulfilled fantasies. Jess and David, who had become an item, confessed almost in unison to fantasising about a threesome. sadly, Jess favoured an MMF and David an FFM so, by morning, the idea turned as cold as the coffee left on the mantelpiece overnight. Attention turned to the other female housemate, Kara, a petite black girl with closely braided hair, big brown.