"Other things?" Fran echoed, grinning at her son."Yeah, Mom! I wanna fuck your ass now!" Jerry said, grinning back at his mother."All riiiiight, Son, ...o it! Fuck your mother in the ass!" Fran squealed, throwing himself onto her hands and knees, her ass wriggling lewdly in the air.Trembling with lewd excitement, Jerry parted his mother's soft asscheeks. He began to fuck his huge, thick cock into her tight asshole.Fran could feel her son's broad, fat cock-knob throbbing against her asshole. She. . used to be a fine Phillips 66 Station." Of course, I remember that." The people who remember that are getting few and far between.Even though Wendy and David were in a hurry to get to Durango, they weren't in THAT big of a hurry. When anthropologists travel, they want to know what that bare spot of concrete used to be, why that flour mill isn't working, who used to own that building and why isn't it a going concern today.Instead of notebooks and pencils, they carry cassette recorders in shirt. " "I love you too, but let me prove to you how kinky she made me though. The fact that I cheated with her will only make our sex life hotter," Michelle told her, as hands made it to her hips and turned her around. She pushed Monica down and found two nice and soft places for her hands on Monica's butt. Monica's head turned towards Michelle. "Pound me harder than you've pounded Kate or there will be hell to pay," she warned her, before she turned her head back. Then my heart received a lethal. Yesterday I did something I feel very guilty about. I made a pass at my best friend's girlfriend. I couldn't help it-- I was weak, and he was out buying lunch for them both. She sat in front of the television in a gorgeous tee shirt and sweatpants combination, watching some Discovery channel bullshit, and I just couldn't stop looking at her. She noticed, eventually, and smiled at me and wondered what was wrong. I replied that I just liked looking at art and other objects of beauty. She blushed.