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  • He was barely inside the door when, with a sixteen inch pizza box and two salads in mother his hands, Summer planted a quick, major kiss on his lips, and slid her teasing tongue in and out mom from between them quickly. They went into the kitchen and Bobby put the food on the table. He noticed immediately that Summer had prepared some beverages. There was a bottle of wine and a bottle of rum and some beer and cola on the counter. She poured wine, he grabbed a beer. Summer was dressed casually, but hot as hell. She was barefoot and wore a slinky cold shoulder white russian top, no bra, and paper thin, plaid Capri pants showing a touch of cameltoe and her toned calves. Bobby was about to cream his jeans. “Let’s go into the living room,” Summer said. They did, and Summer had set it up nicely. There boy was a fake log mature burning in the fireplace and several scented candles lighted mommy in the room, the ambiance unmistakable. They sat on the sofa together and they both knew why they were there. They made idle chatter for a couple minutes. Then Bobby looked around and took it all in: the lighting, the fire, the candles, the mood. “This is so cool,” he said. “It’s almost like camping out.” “I’m sorry, I don’t have any sleeping bags,” she said. “That’s okay,” he said. “I don’t think we’ll be doing much sleeping.” Summer’s lips twisted into a playful smile. “I believe you. I heard you and Bree in her room the other night.” Bobby smiled sheepishly and took a swig of beer. “Sorry about that. But tonight we don’t have to worry about anybody hearing us, do we?” “No, I guess not,” she said. She took a sip of wine and put the glass on the table. Bobby slid over close to her. With their bodies touching he put one arm around her back and the other on her hip and kissed her. Her lips parted and her body immediately relaxed into his, and pulling him close she kissed him, first with gentle tonguing but soon with a sucking, savage strength. They were making out in no time. A slut who was going to squeal and orgasm into another girl's mouth like a slave to her cunt, helpless to control herself, beyond caring who saw her or knew and... "Wow," Elenore mumbled beside me, she also sounded totally spent. “Oh, my god,” she panted, her breasts rising. Get it wet in there, your dick is going in next." I liked it. This was Cindy's fate, which obviously was a bizarre and cruel one at that. As his mom leans away Reed grabs his dick and sprays the last few streams on his mother’s big tits. I picked her up at her house and we went to the drive-in. We got there before dark. I could see Janis seated and talking to another very pretty girl. She squints, trying to stare him down but all either of us can see is the bright boy shine from his mommy flashlight and after a moment she looks away in shame. As mother they left Maggie's, I picked up my tea and wandered over to where the guys were. When we finally reach the garage, Fred parks the car in the ‘get ready’ place. Soon the slender blonde captive was pumping her pussy up and down with newfound zeal, the beginnings of mature wetness trickling from between her thighs. A now shaky Sam stated. “Ohh Emma…” Troy groans as she keep giving him the best blowjob a pink ranger could give. mom Matt leaned down to Stacey and nibbled her neck. David lowered his hands down and squeezed his daughter’s incredibly tight little ass as her snug muff accepted his prick into it gladly with each downward motion. When she turned and headed toward her bedroom, I russian mixed her a drink as well. “Mmmmmmmm” she moaned happily after an eternity, finally satisfied. "A bird?" Every day is different. Even that hadn’t been enough for me and I was rubbing one out almost everyday, even on days that we had sex. *"Sorry, little one, you okay?" “Room service; I phoned it through when I set off back here.