She grabbed her baskets and walked out.I had so many thoughts racing through my mind. Did Jackie show her all the pictures? Was she flirting with me... when she told me to fold her panties? And, could I go up there and fix her computer and not pop a bone, especially since all my underwear was in the washer and I was commando in my jeans. I have to admit, I thought how hot it would be to go up to her apartment, peel those tennis shorts off her and pump her full of my black cock. After about an. “I kinda like him, but he ... is a bit of a ‘bad’ boy.”“Not really, really bad.” Lisa hastened to correct herself, “Just ... everybody thinks he’s bad.”“What is his name?” Donna tried again, also remembering how her friends had told her Lisa was hanging with the ‘wrong’ crowd.“I do not want to say.” Lisa responded. “Not yet. When we’re serious I will introduce you.”Donna looked at her daughter and wondered why she would not say his name. And how could it not be serious if she spent the night at. "God!" I heard Dave breath as I swallowed his cum.The flow seemed to go on forever, I sucked and licked at him happy to drink all he could give me and when I finally stooped and sat up I was both pleased and amazed to see that his prick wasn't shrinking; it was staying rock hard, ready and willing for action, action that I could not resist giving it. In a burst of motion I threw myself astride my son's body, desperate to feel his prick sliding in my cunt, I didn't give a damn whether it was. It took less than a minute to make me cum, and cum I did. This time she managed to swallow all of it.My little sister, Kristen, must have heard the commotion because she was standing at the bottom of the stairs watching us. I didn’t notice till about 10 minutes after she got there. She was actually rubbing herself down there when I looked over. She walked over to us after she noticed she saw us. I asked her, “How much did you see?” She.