I was suddenly very nervous. I liked this guy but he was just someone on the net. I had no desire to be some victim of a crime so I had no intention o... meeting anyone I met online."Sorry! I probably should have not sent that. I know you only want the fantasy." His reply came back."No problem! I'm still curious about what you do besides this and watching your daughter for fun." I sent back."Mostly this but sometimes I go over to the strip club and see some real flesh." He wrote back."Is that the. .I can’t wait…” I say as Stordo starts to usher me out the door. “See you tonight dear!” He says with a smile as the door shuts. Out in the street Stordo takes in a deep breath with a devilish grin on his face. “Did you enjoy the show? I told her to dress in that skimpy underwear she had when she got here. God, your mom looks like a little slut.” He says with a smile. I don’t even know what to say. Hearing her called a slut simultaneously enrages me and turns me on. The potion no longer has an. I gently turned her over, our bodies a heap of limbs wrapped around each other. My mom regularly used the dildo so I knew she wouldn’t be tight, so I plunged my 7inch dick right inside her hairless pussy and without a second thought started fucking her with steady strokes each time pulling half way out then back in. Her screams of pleasure only made it better, as her legs would squeeze with each inward thrust, and let lose when I pulled it out only to ram it back in. Our lips never parted the. Angela laughed and said, "I guess not, especially when you've got muscles likes these." She tried unsuccessfully to squeeze Chris' bicep. "I guess it's silly to ask if you work out a lot."Chris smiled as he did what all men do when a pretty woman touches their upper arms; he flexed his bicep into hard muscle. "I play a lot of sports. I guess I stay in pretty good shape."Angela caressed the exposed skin of his thigh and said, "I can believe it. I've never felt such hard muscles."Chris knew a.