”He looked at me with doubt then squeezed a little harder. “Mm, harder, Bobby,” I moaned. Shaking his head, he smiled. His grip tightened. The p...in was so good. My back arched further and my fingers pressed deep into my soaking pussy. My body trembled from the agony and the bliss. I closed my eyes and just gave myself to the feelings. Bobby was getting bolder and more into the moment. He pulled at my nipples with his thumbs and fingers, twisting them.I searched with my left hand for his. He'd... He'd fucked my mom. I whipped my head around as a sick twist to my guts strangled my pleasure. Mom wasn't sitting on the bleachers. She wasn't watching the gangbang. And Clint, who had been sitting beside her, was also gone. Where could they be?Was he... fucking my mother? My stomach twisted. I spotted the storeroom where Kimmy fucked Jalal. The door was open. I thought Kimmy had closed it. Shadows moved in there. Was my mom... cheating on Daddy? I rose off Carter's cock. He popped out. As we continued that incredible kiss, he moved us away from the door and towards the loveseat that served as my couch, never letting go of me. He turned us so that I found myself with the backs of my knees pressed against the arm of the loveseat. Only when he had me positioned exactly where he wanted did Wolf break the kiss that was making my knees wobble. Letting go of my butt, he gave me a gentle shove. As he’d intended I went over the arm of the loveseat backwards, landing sprawled in front. Dennis steps back into frame and moves slowly, as if he’s throwing a slow-motion punch her belly. Our guest stays in position, not at all bothered by his move. “You can punch it if you want...” She smirks.“Naaaaahh ... Naaaaaaaaahhh...” Growls Dennis defensively. “I’d never hit a woman ... That isn’t right ... Only wankers threaten women ... I just let them fuck my dog...” He pauses, his guest tensing up, then he asks. “Would you like to fuck my dog?”She smiles again, “I thought you’d never.