Didn’t take me long to slip the bra up over them without unhooking it behind ... knew this trick from making out with my girlfriends and it was a lo... faster and easier to get back into position that working on that damn hook ... hell I could get any bra unhooked with one hand (either hand) by the time I was 15, but getting it hooked back was another deal altogether ... leave mom’s hooked and still get her tits free by just pushing it up and over them ... ummm, were they nice ... not as firm as. She is tight as fuck despite getting fucked by so many men. "Fuck, you are so fucking tight you slut! Your pussy is better than I dreamed!" I yell at her while fucking her faster and faster. I've jerked off to this moment for so long I'm not wasting it. I'm fucking pounding her cunt as hard as I can. She is a fucking dumb bitch who I only was friends with to fuck, and now that I am, I'm letting her know that. She starts to moan so loud she starts to scream/ "OH FUCK OH FUCK! AHHHH" "TAKE MY. I could fix my hair ... but that would keep you waiting ... and other than that ... well ... you are family ... so I don't really need to finish dressing." Jennifer said as she followed Donnie. "Unless you think I do."Donnie plopped down in an overstuffed chair. He started to answer, "No, uh..." but hesitated as Jennifer sat across from him on the couch. The towel she was wearing stayed together at the top, but split at the thigh as she sat down, exposing her hip and left side. Recovering from. "When she left the coffee shop, she crossed the street and stood at the railing. Looking wistfully at the water. Drinking her coffee. Preparing for her day at her job. I crossed also and sat on a bench nearby doing the same. For me it was part of my daily routine. For her, it seemed she had found a new place of beauty and solitude to assist in steeling herself to face the day.We are aware of each other's proximity. We are aware that we are the subject of each other's reverie. We are each aware.