While growing up, it wasn’t easy having a sexy mom. All of my friends wanted to fuck her. They busted my balls constantly saying things like: “You... mom is a MILF” or “Your mom is sooo sexy.”Once we arrived at the wedding reception, everyone complimented my mom and how she looked. Guys were constantly staring at her… Both young and old, married and unmarried. The reception was in a dining hall which was also a lavish ball room. The dancing started right after everyone ate. A tall black guy named. She is, however, adamant that you pay her what you owe.”Toliver leaned back in his chair, his anger slowly mutated through disbelief, then fear and finally resignation. He sighed and leaned towards me.“That woman is evil enough to do all that, even if it ruined me and destroyed my family. You better be thinking about that for when she turns on you.”I did not feel any sympathy for Toliver; he brought this all on himself. If his family suffered because of it, the fault didn’t lie anywhere but at. ”She grinned, “Good, because I made you some lunch once you get done.”I protested, “Oh no, Mrs. Fisher. I can’t.”She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the stairs, saying sternly, “Now Bryn, I feel like I’m taking advantage of your good nature.” We started up the stairs, and I was admiring her rear end once more ... no scents this time, her legs are not bad, toned. I smiled, as she said “So please allow me to have the pleasure of your company while you eat, okay?”“Yes, Mrs. Fisher.”I replied, as. Don't try and tell me your not a fucking slut and whore, hell a normal woman could never take a man like that in her, yet you bitch, took it all and begged him for more. You looked right into the camera and told every one of us watching you just how bad you wanted to get fucked, hear bitch, listen, listen to your own words, look into those eyes as you are telling us what you want and need so fucking bad.I saw my monitor change and a large window popped up with my face filling the screen I could.