"Can I reach you on this number later to let you know if I'm interested?"The agent nodded and Donnie left her in the apartment as he made his way back...to the Polo and searched for his last property. He had purposefully kept this property until last, as it was the one he had been most attracted to on the Internet. It was closest to the University campus and had a good selection of shops, bars and restaurants close by."Fully furnished, two good-sized bedrooms," the agent gave his spiel."Any. I knew I was close to shooting my own load. My hard dick was pressed right-up against my stomach by the tight pair of lacy panties I wore. I’d been leaking precum and my tight belly, as well as the head of my dick were slippery. From that stimulation alone (and the fact that I was being force-fed a thick hot load of cum, while being watched by the detestable, skinny redhead) I was seconds away from the point-of-no-return. But my boyfriend had not given me permission to shoot. I vividly. He was a good son,Edna thought, so polite and obedient. He was also avery big temptation. Her eyes kept darting to the flyof his skin-tight jeans, remembering how big and hardhis cock had been in her pumping fist.“So what’s on the agenda for today, Mom?” he asked.“Want me to mow the lawn? Take out the trash?”Suddenly Edna panicked. If he was with her all day, shecouldn’t fail to get aroused again.“Oh, honey, why don’t you take the day off?”. “I’m ... Ann ... Harris,” she finally managed to get out.Ignoring the fact that Ann’s toes were pointed to the ceiling and her body was convulsing in multiple orgasms, Carol extended her hand and gripped Ann’s which was extended out to her. “Hello, Ann Harris,” Carol greeted her. “I’m truly delighted to meet you. Has my son been taking good care of you?”“Oh... Yes!” she nearly screamed as yet another orgasm shook her body.“Let me get in there,” Carol said softly, climbing onto the bed. She.