Jessica, as though going with her instincts, started humping and pressing herself down to try to get more of me in. I was about two inches in, and Ri...nne was still making out with me, and my hands were all over Jessica’s amazing tits.Three inches, four…I hadn’t gotten much farther than three or four inches in when I burst through something. She yelped, and I said, “Is that why you were crying? You know I’d break you?” She nodded, not looking at me. It suddenly occurred to me that she was. Rocky: I would have not let her even wear those panties and can fuck her the whole night.Barun: Dude, I wish I could see her nude one day.Rocky: Dude, don’t worry, I will fuck her soon.Barun: Ohh, let’s bet who scores this bitch first.Rocky: Done.I was annoyed as well as shocked and that day, I searched the word “milf” and soon realized why young guys have a milf fantasy. I started staying away from those two guys as I now knew they didn’t have good intentions toward my mom. But was my mom so. A big iron fry pan was on the stove heating up. As soon as it was hot, Essie dropped a big chunk of butter in, and then dumped in the sliced potatoes, sliced onions and chopped green peppers. Salt and pepper were next. While the potatoes were sizzling she started warming up the corn. I had previously taken the butter out of the fridge to warm up so it would spread easily on the fresh bread. Dinner was coming together nicely. I took the platter of steaks and grilled them to a nice medium rare.. My brain hears the words but I am unable to understand their meaning.“What do you mean? You are not coming?” I finally manage to utter.“I mean I’ve met someone else. Someone who doesn’t treat me like a fucking dildo.”The words were virtually spat down the telephone. I held the phone in my hand, staring at the screen as the call ended symbol came up. The little bitch had hung up on me.Well fuck her, I thought. I try and concentrate on work but it is a waste of time. I glance at the clock and.