" Mike smiled and looked into Pamela's eyes, "Don't turn your back onPeter. He is his mother's son and Carol Constancedaughter has a veryhighly dev...loped libido." Pamela pursed her lips in thought and asked Mike, "What time are yougoing to pick me up for dinner and will this cause a domestic problemwith Carol?" "No, Carol knows that I work odd hours and hang around with shadysissies," replied Mike. "About seven then" asked Pamela? "See you then. Just remember what I said about Peter. . She also found being pissed on by him was most enjoyable.She stacked soiled clothing into the washing machine, and as she turned it on, Jerry slipped up behind her, unhooking her bra and pulling it from her tits. Pressing his body against her, he played with her tits and Debra cooed, leaning back against him.“You want something, honey?” she asked softly, wiggling her ass at his cock.“Now what would I want, Mom?”“Oh, I don’t know,” she teased, pressing her ass back. “Pussy, maybe, or a nice. “Can I come up?” My voice is lost to me from that one momentary kiss and all I can do is nod. He maneuvers me up the steps to the apartment and I lead the way up the stairs to the third floor and open my door. My apartment isn’t very big. I have a small kitchen, living room and then my bedroom. Matt continues to maneuver me to the bedroom and he slides the jacket from my shoulders revealing my black sleeveless dress. His lips press against mine again, and I unconsciously wrap my arms around. He kissed me messily, his tongue pushing perfectly against mine.“Good one, babe,” I whispered and bit at his bottom lip. He kissed me again, eager and wet, then his arm hooked me firmly against his side. I molded my curves to his body, breasts rubbing his chest. A glance down and I could see that he was hard, the fat length of his cock pressing against the fly of his jeans -- flushed with blood, excitement from his victory and the temptation of my cleavage.“We gonna play again?” Paul asked.I.