Not without a messy confrontation that he wouldn’t much like.Rosie waited, then whispered, “Is Mama really a whore?”“What do you think?”She ...hook her head, her face looked about 8. I could see Rebecca in her so clear. She glanced at the door and kept whispering, “He says...”I held my hand up, slow down. “You know your mother. Know what a good woman she is. These days she’s waitressing lunch and dinner at the Bighorn. Started up quilting. And she’s Mrs. Chambers’ ... assistant.”“The whore. His aim was perfect, and I felt the head POP into me. The slight discomfort was gone quickly, and I pushed back into him a little more. He said, “Oh, you do like that, don’t you?” I couldn’t answer, as my moth was impaled on the nice cock I was sucking. I felt the youngster behind me grab my hips and push his nice long cock into my pussy until he bottomed out against my cheeks! I was so full of lust by now that I was really sucking on the man in front of me, and the one behind me began to match. I began to stroke David and he lightly touched me back as we slowly drifted into some light foreplay. I then moved down and went down on David's cock. I sucked his cock for a minute or so and began to think about what we saw in the other room. As I glanced up, I saw this guy, who was still half-dressed in that he had a pair of tight leather jeans on. The guy was leaning against the wall and was watching us intently. I licked up David's shaft and then smiled at the guy. Then I move back up and. Right there!" Her head thrashed from side to side. My excitement grew as her grip on my hair became tighter.I remembered something McKayla did to me the night before. I took two fingers and entered her. That brought a surprised—but delighted—gasp.She continued to moan, a little louder each time, as I penetrated her, slowly at first, then in rhythm with my mouth."Jesus ... oh, god," my lover mumbled. "Oh! ... Yes, right there ... just ... like that!"Inwardly, I smiled to myself, happy that my.