She couldnt look at the guys. She looked down at the tray as she came to the table to deliver the drinks. She thought the first guy was reaching for a...beer but instead he his hand went straight to Brookes breast. Brooke jumped back, almost spilling the tray. No touching. Her crotch tingled again. Ah, come on Brooke. Just a little bit. We wont hurt you. John looked her in the eye and nodded yes. Brooke let her pussy think for her. She stepped forward and again there was a hand on her breast as. She asked and Pat followed her into the kitchen and put it on the counter as Loretta got busy stirring the thing in the pan. She was preparing to bake a cake. “Great dessert”. Pat said, “Where are your shot glasses”. Loretta opened the cabinet and took out the two of the small crystal glasses. He poured two glasses and handed her one to gulp and gulp she did. About an hour later, the food was gone and they were on their 4th glass making them dizzy and delightful. Pat took the glass from her. It. ” Apparently that was all he needed from me. He reached up and grasped my head, pulling my face down into his. Again and again our lips mashed together, our tongues diving in and out. All I could feel was his hard cock pistoning in and out of my hole. He'd change from furious fucking to slowly sliding almost all the way out, teasing the very outer edges of my ass with the slick tip of his cock before slamming it back in. This wasn't a two-horse race, I knew. There would be no waiting for him to. The girl found herself wishing her tits were as big as her mother’s, even though they were pretty close. But Brook was actually proud of her tits and often wore low cut tops that her friends’ mothers would probably complain about. Yet Janice was the same way, and she never said anything about the things her daughter chose to wear. How could she when she was usually dressed the same way?Brook was surprised to see her mother’s pussy was as smooth and hairless as her own, and Tom’s hand was barely.