Ashley went ballistic, and began to scream at Dahman. Dahman had a microphone, so he could yell louder than Ashley. He told her she had to ten seconds...to get ready to wrestle, or he would require five of her sorority sisters to forfeit a garment. Ten seconds later, he would forfeit five more, and keep doing that until Ashley complied with the rules or our whole sorority was naked. Then Dahman began to count. "One, two, three, four;" by the end of four, Ashley was in position to wrestle. Gigi. I very seldom took advantage of her absence to hang out all night, but this night, I didn't expect to get home much before her.Even if I was late getting in, I knew she would understand. She was the perfect mom and our home life was great. It was just the two of us, my dad was killed in an industrial accident six years ago. Mom received a very large cash settlement from the company he was working for and another from the company whose equipment malfunctioned, killing him instantly.Those two. "Go ahead and take your clothes off, Mrs. Smith, if you would really like to fuck my father. I know he would love to fuck you if he can get it up again."Meanwhile, her daughter is practicing her horseback riding, easing her way into a nice canter. I can almost see the stirrups she is standing in."Just stand beside me while I get fucked, Mama. It will make me feel so much better."So it happened that Mrs. Bejamin Smith stood beside a man her age while he fucked the shit out of her daughter. She. Her fingers are in my hair as I continue to lick her pussy and I grasp her thighs to gently pull her down onto the floor with me, laying her back onto the cushions as I do so.She looks gorgeous laid there before me, her body glistening in the candlelight. There is the merest hint of nervousness playing around the corners of her mouth, completely sublimated by the look of raw anticipation of what is surely to come in her beautiful sexy green eyes, as she looks at me….questioningly.Leaning over,.