Mom (with a gasping voice): Remember boy, I am your MOTHER. This is what I can do.Now she was suffocating and bouncing on me Intentionally. My mom bit...h covered my face with her white fat skin and I was not able to breathe properly. I held her pussy tight and kept my tongue deep inside her clit.Mom: Am I smothering your face, my dear dirty bastard?Me (with a grumpy voice): Not really, bitch.Mom: How do you feel my punk?Me (with a grumpy voice): It is ok if I die like this also.Mom (gasping air. I wondered about stretching my legs for an hour while Sandy and Belle improved their tan, but was distracted: Sandy slipped out of her dress.I gasped at Sandy, dressed only in walking boots and pastel coloured underwear. The black-haired girl giggled and looked at Belle before blowing me a kiss. She kicked off her chunky footwear and dropped her bra onto her clothes, releasing a perfect pair of breasts to my fortunate eyes. "What?" You're naked!" I cried but Sandy didn't flinch."No, I'm not,". ..The last few years have been difficult for you with your parents' divorce and your dad's remarriage to the woman he was cheating with. Your new stepmom Bailey is in her early thirties, well over a decade younger than him, and far out of his league in looks. She hasn't exactly warmed to the motherly role. In fact she could hardly make her dislike of you more obvious. To her you're just an annoying brat and she'd rather have you out of the picture. Your dad never takes your side either. Even. “Yes I have. We wouldn’t be going out to the cabin if I hadn’t. She didn’t have a problem with it.”“Really?” Tracy exclaimed. She had been worried about this since her dad began seeing Nicole. She worried that they would have to stop.“Honey I wouldn’t be with a woman who didn’t understand about our relationship. Me and Nicole discussed this when we first got together. We both were looking for someone who was understanding. She had a similar relationship with her father.”“Really?” Tracy.