“Really mom. Why don’t you enlighten me because I have no idea what you’re talking about.”‘”You are angry at Shawn for leaving because he ...s your boyfriend… right?” Jeri snapped her head around and looked at her mother defiantly,“Who says he’s my boyfriend?”Laura pointed to her daughter’s shirt. As Jeri looked down she understood. There were two wet mouth sized circles on her shirt and her nipples were still trying to poke through the material.“Oh, mom!" she cried… Why is he doing this? I love. Her pussy juice had drowned my cock, she slides up and down in a perfect rhythm I stretched out my arms and grab the couch seats tightly. I shut my eyes, because Christine was riding me good, I felt like I was losing breath. I opened my eyes long enough to see Julie excuse herself from the room. The teacher had left, and now it was time for the teachers aide to take control. I look up to see Christine run her fingers through her hair, sweaty as it was. Up and up, up and down, in a near majestic. This excited my benefactor even more and I usually scored a bonus mag or two if I came in to his mouth.The old fag also owned the porn movie theater next door and I could watch the movies from the projection booth. The old fag knew I liked the rough stuff and to keep me coming by as often as possible, made it a point to order all of the roughies that were becoming available then. I would make him get down on his knees and I would face-fuck him with my pencil-like hard-on while I imagined I. It was Friday, and my work-load was much more manageable. I was considering taking Saturday off to spend the day with Sophia if she had time. I was really hoping that she'd come over and spend the night tonight.I worked hard through the morning hours in hopes of finishing ahead of schedule. Just as I was thinking about lunch, in popped my sexy Sophia. She walked straight back to the presses, where I was finishing up, and kissed me. It was soft and loving, and it lingered for a few.