This is an interracial story.This is a story about a mother, Erin and her daughter, Fran. Erin is 47 and Fran is 20. Both women are dark brunette hair...that falls to the shoulders. Both women have small breasts, Erin’s breasts are slightly sagging while Fran’s are perky. Fran is in her first year college. The college is local and makes the commute from home. Erin has always been a stay-at-home mom. The family have a nice home in the suburbs where Erin has made something of a hobby of gardens and. . my hand is stroking my own cock with the same steady rhythm loving the feeling of your fat cock-head burrowing deep down in2 the tightness of my wide-open cock-loving throat..." now stand up & bend over !! " u demand pulling off your jeans so u are standing in front of me cumpletely naked... i can see the slick saliva dripping from your cock as i stand up & yank down my shorts then pull my shirt over my head & toss it across the kitchen... i bend 4ward over the counter gripping the edge. This was going to be a long day.---------------------Evening; the service girl was in a pitiful state. This area had lot more people than she was used to in the restaurant, and this lovely bunch of customers were the worst human beings she had ever attended to. It was as if they all unconsciously concerted to unwind the frustration of their jobs in her young and innocent mouth, each trying to get the highest score in the ranking of the worst flavour her delicate tongue had ever tasted. The. She shouted both of you get inside; I want to talk to you both. We both followed her inside where she asked me to leave the house and told Pooja to stay. I left the house with a very heavy heart and was wondering what happened to Pooja .I couldn’t sleep the whole night. Early next morning I called Pooja. She said that her didi asked her many details like since when have you guys started doing this and all that. She wanted to tell her mom about everything but Pooja reminded her about her college.