"Katie not the 'mommy type?' ANY woman is the 'mommy type' Jack-boy, once she's getin' fucked properly." Jack rolled his eyes; at least he got that in...ult. "Maybe you're not doin' a good enough job on Miss Society Girl. I'd say you could turn ole Katie into a regular baby factory once you go her going. Look at those hips! Plenty of room in there for twins or even triplets. And those hooters? Man, that girl could make enough milk feed quadruplets. How about it, Katie?" He leered at me, knowing. Soon it will be all over, "fifteen minutes of fame, hell it was just eight minutes," he says to no one.Eight lousy minutes until the cheerleaders came over to the players and that was when the red hair monster came into his life. Four touchdowns, then eight minutes to the red head, nine minutes to the showers and he poked her as the water ran off their bodies. Nine months later Kelly was born. "Someone just shoot me." he said."Al...Al...Wake up buddy it's time to open the store," Griff said as. It wasn't the heat of the day that had made her sweat when Goldie had crawled between Kelly's legs and now her sex seemed to burn with desire. Shutting the car's trunk, Rebecca decided to sit in the back seat to regain her composure.They had started filming again but Rebecca was not to be found. Stevie hadn't noticed but Kelly, cloaked in a blanket and ready for her next scene, went to look for Rebecca. Kelly found her best friend lying the back seat of the big Dodge Touring car, her legs. So far there was no talk.Our body language was sufficient to convey the message. Keeping my cock inside her tight cunt, journeying through Rajasthan was one of the most enjoyable experiences. The female put both of her hands around my head and put her own head on my shoulders giving me ample room to catch and massage her boobs, was making small movements of her hip to make the cock to go deeper inside her. Though we did not fuck, the jolts of the bus took care of the pleasure and I sensed that.