Karen Horton was in her kitchen humming to Jervonte's latest single. She was baking a cake, and she was fully nude. Her full breasts hung down, as she...leaned down and carefully ran her spatula around the cake, covering it with cream. She had just entertained two black men from her husband's workplace and wanted to make them something special before they left. When suddenly her phone rang.“Honey!” Karen was happy to hear from her daughter.“Mom… you won’t guess who I just met…” Jenny was so. I returned her kissed with a building warmth that started in my crotch and exploded in my mouth. Her tongue was soft and warm as she explored my lips, my cheeks and my neck.I picked her up and gently lay her down on the spread. I tore my clothing off and it settled to the floor as she reached for my penis and drew me to her waiting lips. She engulfed me.Reaching down over her flat tummy; I touched her pussy and found her slick with wetness, I gently rubbed her soft vulva and felt it harden. Bad cop wanted to take us in and throw the book at us. Good cop wanted to just give us a warning and let us go. After a few minutes Bad Cop said he'd consider it if Donna was 'nice' to them. I turned to her and we chatted quietly. She was absolutely fine with it. To be honest the thought of it turned her on even more. Bad cop looked at me and told me to "sit down and shut up". I sat down on the grass and they moved to her. They slid their hands on her, good cop touching and squeezing her tits. “Did those legs just move on their own?” she asked.“Make your choice, and you can find out,” was his reply.She was too curious not to find out what was going on.“Now that we have your attention, here is the deal,” he told the two amputee children. “You two are going to go get prepped for surgery while everyone else eats. We should finish dinner by the time they bring you both back into this room. I will explain everything to everyone then. Patience.”Dinner wasn’t anything exciting, and the kids.