"What's your name, hon?" "I, I," I stammered, "I'm Tommy." "Well Tommy, do you like what you see?" she asked. Did I like what I saw - was she joking! ...I sure do. You are very pretty ma'am," I said, finally finding my voice again. "Well, Tommy, let's dispense with the 'ma'am' stuff. You can call me Mrs. Parkinson, or Lisa if you prefer," she said. Then she stepped forward and, putting one hand on my shoulder, she ran the other hand through my collar-length black hair. "So do we have a deal,. She had given birth to ten k**s and nursed them all and always was full of milk. Dad loved her tits and he was always putting his hand under her top and feeling them. I am sure he got his share of tit milk when they were alone. I also grew a nice big set of tits and loved how the guys stared at them. When I got older I wore tight low cut tops just to tease the men. The men I loved to tease were dad's married friends. In fact it was one of his friends I fucked the first time. I was in his car in. However, this time, she didn't put up much resistance. Jack pulled Sarah to the ground on top of him. She took his hand, plunging two of his fingers deep into her wet cunt."Not too much, stud... I want you inside me when I cum." she pleaded as her hips involuntarily began to undulate in time with the rhythm of Jack's finger fucking. After a couple of minutes under Jack's manipulation, Sarah's breath grew shallow and ragged. Jack slid his shorts over his erect cock, flicking them off at his. Now that her jeans were down around her knees, he pulled down her panties. This time she was wearing black ones. They were sturdy cotton panties, so they didn’t rip or tear, but moved down her thighs. She didn’t take them down herself, hoping that somehow that wasn’t going to happen. He pushed her fingers inside her, and she looked down and saw the large fingers pushing inside her. She hated that she had little pubic hair, as she had shaved herself a week before. She shaved herself.