Ma also told us that when a man starts afuckin he needs to keep doin it or he’ll get “blue balls”. That sounded bad so we were glad when Ma told...us that sh’d fuck us as much as she could when Pa wern’t around so he wouldn’t get mad again. Her pussy wern’t near as tight as Betty Jo’s but her titties were big and floppy and fun to play with so it was lots better than no pussy atall. We wuz worried about babies but she said she couldn’t have no more so shoot away and she shore enjoyed us a’pumpin. Because of that daughter, my little Lissy, even though they were split up, they continued to live together, albeit in separate bedrooms. So every time I came over, he was there. Dan was one of those guys that everyone wanted to be with as a teenager. The hot stud on campus. I had grown up with him, it was actually when Michelle was visiting me that she met him, he was my next door neighbor. Over the years, they got together, got married, and had a kid. But whenever there was a party, or a. My knees raised and the fold of my knee was softly explored by finger and mouth. Hands spread opened my hips as the intoxicating trail approached the lips of my pussy. There was a deep moan in my throat and I raised my hands to my tilted head. Everywhere the mouth explored, sharp little nips stung my skin. Juicy arousal streamed over the warm sand. Fingers opened my labia and slid inside me with total attention to every smoothly shaved inch. When a tongue flicked across my slit I nearly. “And this is for fun,” Melody said and then pulled off her maternity dress. Her round belly came into view first, ripe and swollen with our daughter. Next, she revealed her tits as she pulled the dress over her head. Those beautiful, twenty-year-old breasts were plump and round, looking firm, her nipples bigger than they were six months ago when I first made love to Melody. I grinned at her pregnant beauty. My queen squeezed those perfect breasts, wearing only a thong. “Get those tits out and.