I was glad the rest of my shift was pretty uneventful, patrolling the area. In that quietness I couldn’t shake the frustration of seeing and hearing... Pam and her three daughters carrying on in the restaurant. My anger boiled. I knew better than to let it get to me, but the pain of Ashley dumping me still ached. It was even worse confirming her MILF mom was the one who pulled the strings to kill their relationship. “Damn right I was a great fuck, Ashley,” I thought to myself. The truth was, she. “Fuck yeeeeeeesssssssssssssssss” she cried out again and again.I managed to free my arms and get my hands on to her tits as they bounced wildly about as mom increased her bouncing. Her nipples were like bullets, hard as steel being pulled through my fingers.“Yessssssss, yeeeeessssssssssssss, Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssss”Her wetness started to fill her sex cavern as she rode my tongue and starting to run in to my waiting mouth.After a few more noisy sloppy tongue fucks, she. "Friend, we have not only heard of your unfortunate experience, as you call it, but we, all four of us, have endured your unfortunate experience! Perhaps you are not aware, but your wife and our wives are like a sorority of sisters! I swear to heaven that when you got yourself shot, our wives heard Dee'rah's screams all the way up here! Our wives have taken her side and we not only have orders to intervene in whatever way we can to prevent you from getting your sorry self shot again, but we. I was 16 and already developed a few kinky taboo fetishes. Belinda was 18 and her acceptance of me only emboldened me in my lustful desires. She was no stranger to the kinky side of sex and relished in the fact her younger brother had been stealing her dirty panties doing god knows what with them. It wasn’t hard for Belinda to catch me during my perverted daily ritual, after all she provided the bait. Belinda found herself thinking of me smelling and licking the soiled crotch of her panties as.