What if her mom came in here too? Wow, that would be something. Kaylee's mom in with my two moms. Three MILFs with two younger ladies that would be pa...adise. A sick and twisted paradise, but one nonetheless. I can only wonder just what other disgusting scenarios I might love if they happened. I find myself loving to find out, but being scared to at the same time, but shit, this is fucked up.'"Shit, Joy, don't ever change. Don't let Kaylee change you, because your two moms want to remain our. He was acultivated man and a considerate lover. I could so easily have ended upwith a ?bit of rough trade?, in which case my experience could have beenvery different.However, all good things have to come to an end and I reminded myself thattoday was Monday and I was supposed to be at work. John offered to make mea coffee whilst I tidied up and got dressed. A quick shower and an attemptto repair my makeup and tidy my hair were only partially successful. Asmall handbag-size hairbrush and a tube. ----- Dylan was on his knees. He reached up Heather's skirt and slowly pulled her panties down. Heather's breathing was heavy as she stepped out of her panties. Dylan slipped them into his trouser pocket. His hands eased Heather's legs apart. “I want your cock Dylan.” Heather arched her back and looked towards him Dylan's fingers slid along Heather's pussy, gathering her wetness which he coated on her clit as he stroked it. He continued stroking her needy pussy as he rose to his feet, leaning. As he stood her shoved them into his pocket and told her that she might get them back later. He intended to kiss her and leave her wanting more, but the scent of her lured him. He grasped her ankles, lifted them and rested her heels on the edge of the bench. He exhaled his need as he ran his fingers up her silky stockings. With his lungs empty he inhaled deeply taking in her sweetness. He looked to her eyes, growled, stuck out his tongue and quickly licked her folds. He let her taste dance on.