That might be credible and I don't even know if she cares or even knows who messes up the beds. That's such a waste.On the morning of the fateful day,...Little Miss Martha arose early to make one of her special treats. When I saw her, I said, "You're a gorgeous cook and I appreciate you, but you've been primping." She wore her tight jeans with a blouse displaying her cleavage, which she had accented by putting her hair up. She looked stunning.She kissed me and said, "I have a few more minutes. It’s my car, so it’s my decision.”“Then your sister may not ride with you.”“Take it up with Dad. I’m not arguing with you, Mom.”I turned and left the room and shut the door behind me. I didn’t want to hear it, and I certainly didn’t want Stephanie to hear it. I’d worry about the fallout once they had discussed it. At dinner, the solution to the problem came from an unexpected direction. When Mom raised the issue, Jeff said he didn’t want to ride with me. Mom looked daggers at him, but Dad. Black BMW with dark glasses. As I was getting in she told me to take the front seat, next to the driver.She asked the driver to head towards Green park, and I was sitting quietly all this time. Finally we reached and apartment, as she took me with her in the elevator and soon as the doors closed she grabbed my cock from over my jeans. It was not hard, and she shouted that it has to be always hard till the time you are with me.I was stunned and could not say a word. As the doors opened it was a. My cock slit was pressed tight against Lyn's cervix entrance. My cum burst out of my cock, right into her womb. If she hadn't been on birth control she would have been pregnant, no doubt about that. My cock throbbed inside of her, pumping more and more of my cum. Two months of no sex, I had a lot to give her.Lyn was moaning, her arms tight around me, hugging me against her tits. We remained locked together for the longest time. We rolled apart when my cock went flaccid. Lyn was smart enough to.