Not all of us have such _awesome_ self-esteem,” she said, words dripping sarcasm. “Or lack of modesty.” Rather rudely, Jen pointed at a morbidly...obese man some distance away. “He’s got bigger tits than me. Clearly, neither modesty nor self-esteem is required. Wimp!” Laughing to herself, she pulled her t-shirt over her head, shaking out her hair. “I also know for fact that you don’t have any tan lines. Ah-hem,” she said, coughing pointedly into a delicate fist. “Privacy fences and tree cover,”. He fainted again. This time he woke to the taste of his own blood and ass as Olga had retied him with the back of his head against the rim of the toilet and she was stuffing his throat with that ugly mamba. His ass was resting in a puddle of some sort and Olga was grunting, “najeść się!” with every thrust. When his gag reflex finally caused him to upchuck the bowl of nachos he’d had for breakfast, even Olga had to take a break. But it was only to prepare for her coup de grace. The. The throbbing of his cock against the sensitive hot lips of her pussy sent ripples of delight up and down her smooth flesh.She began lifting and lowering her pussy on his cock, fucking him slowly, with small jerking rotations of her naked ass. The harshness of his breathing thrilled her as his hands moved over the springy surfaces of her ass cheeks. With a low, throaty whimper, Peggy began fucking up and down on her son’s cock energetically. She sat up straight, her back to him, shoving her. Scott did as asked, and the others watched as his right hand slipped under Vicky’s top.“Mmmm, that feels nice,” she sighed. “I need you to give me a good fuck Scott.”“And I need to fuck you too Vicky,” he panted, kissing her again.“But when?”“I don’t know.”“Okay you two, why don’t you just go and get a hotel room!” Abby yelled, and everyone laughed. “Looks like you weren’t the only one getting to feel some tit tonight,” Abby said to Brad watching her Dad’s hand moving under Vicky’s top.Karen.