" He does this sort of thing all the time," said Mark. "He's justmessing around." I am not!" said Chris. But the outrage was pretend and his eyesspa...rkled with laughter."You'll have to clean it off before we go out," said Mrs Halford."Why?" Oh let him keep it Muriel," said Mr Halford. "Who cares?" Do other boys at school ever bully you Chris?" Mrs Halford asked."No!" He'd smash their face in if they did," put in Mark."Well, good for you. I think."When she got her husband alone Mrs Halford. But we are going to.” And I pulled off her panties and positioned myself between her legs, ready to enter her hairy vagina that I once called home. If she had any objections to what was about to happen, she didn’t express them to me. After a few moments of teasing her and lubing up, I plunged into her with everything I had. She let out a loud yelp as I drove my cock deeper and deeper into her wet, warm, tight vagina. When my bald pubic area made contact with her bush, I stopped for a moment to. She was wiping the bed from side to side making her ass waggle back and forth. I watched it closely as I walked up to her. I slapped her ass and squeezed it firmly as I ran my other hand up her back holding her down onto the bed. She let out a little gasp as she arched her back. I felt her hips move so I slid my hand between her legs to feel her warmth. As soon as my hands started to go in that direction, she widened her stance so that I could get in without resistance. I worked my fingers. It was hot outside, but not hot enough to turn on the air conditioning."Why not?" I thought.I peeled off my faded black skinny jeans, the ones with a cute red flower print on the thighs. I always received pointed glances of longing while wearing them, and that was often the prelude to my urges. My sensible undies came with them, and there was just the little bit of my secretions on the warm gusset. I looked at the counter in front of me. There were various washed vegetables in a bowl and on the.