Er winkte sie zu sich. Julia stöckelte zu ihm. Er war enorm massiv und wirkte etwas schmierig. Sie ging an ihm vorbei in den Tabakladen und roch Män...erschweiß, Biergeruch und sah Pornoheftchen in der Ecke liegen. Julia grinste, als sie auf einem Cover ein leichtbekleidetes Girl sah, das ihr mir als ähnlich sah. Hinter der Theke war ein kleiner Aufenthaltsraum mit einem abgewetzten Sofa. Sie setzte sich auf das grüne Polster und zog an ihrer Zigarette. Der Typ schnaufte, als er hinter ihr. "I didn't want to interrupt you, my apologies, i'll be downstairs making breakfast" she said as she shut the door.She..saw...everything...in the mirror. I made a complete idiot out of myself, I kept telling myself as I showered and cleaned up. After drying myself off I put fresh white underpants and a thin t-shirt on then walked through the hallway to the kitchen where my mom was standing and making some pancakes. She was wearing a long aquamarine shirt, as far as I could tell without any bra. I placed my cock head at the entrance to her wet cunt, I can still remember the smell and then watching as my cock disappeared into her wonderful twat. The warm, tight wet feel, my cock went in as far as I could. I pulled almost all the way out and then pushed back in, May said that my cock felt really good inside her and that was all it took, I came so hard that I thought I was going to pass out. I must have pumped a gallon of jizz deep into Aunt May's womb. Aunt May smilled real big and held. Fred had pulled into their driveway at eight. She led him up the stairs to the turned-down bed. Bathrobes and clothing were quickly stripped away. Time passed to nine thirty. Fred had been Maggie's 'project' for over an hour. She loved giving him head. For Maggie, fellatio was an art form. Fred knew it. His role was to lie patiently and graciously receive. She would take her pleasure from him later. For the moment, they would follow her prescription.Maggie resumed her cycle of lick, suck,.