It may have passed my mind at that moment if she didn’t find that idea appealing as gaining entrance into the room was easier than expected. With t...e crowbar still in hand, I was quick to grasp both the door and her mouth in one fell motion. Easily gaining the upper hand in such a physical contest, I forced myself inside and re-fastened the door. Leaning in close to her ear, I whispered, “Don’t scream, and the rest of what is about to transpire will be easier and perhaps more delightful for. She didn’t stroke it up and down, but just wiggled her hips slightly, squeezing my cock, while rubbing her clit against my hairless pubic bone. “Oh God”, she repeated, over and over, followed by “I’m so full! I’ve never had such a cock before!” Nice way to boost a guy’s ego! She started stroking up and down, slowly at first, then very hard, her titties bouncing violently, working my cock against her G-spot, rubbing her clit and building toward a really hard orgasm. Sandy was riding me like she. " Clare then leaned back and we kissed then she stood up, giving me a full view of her bare ass.When mom came out of the bathroom, Clare rushed in behind her, "Do you want another beer while I'm still up?" Yes I do." Clare called out just before the door fully closed behind her."Yes, I'll take another one, thanks."Just before Clare came out of the bathroom, mom came back from the kitchen with three open beers. After setting one down on the coffee table in front of me, she handed me a beer then. “I know you did. Your dick doesn't lie. It can't.”“What is going on?”“I've been aching for this moment,” Betty panted. “You touching her, fucking her. It makes me so wet when I think about it. I masturbate in her bed while she's at school. I pretend I'm her and you're atop me, fucking me, making me cum.” She let out a shuddering moan. “Oh, Daddy, fuck me. Drive your cock into me.”“Shit, Betty,” I groaned, my balls boiling. “I'm gonna...”“Cum?”I nodded, the image of myself fucking Tiffany burned.