.” and she reached down and pulled the red polyester skirt from the paper carrier bag beside her. “Oh, it will look great on you,” I assured her..., “Put it on, you'll see.” She stood up. “Okay,” she said and began to unfasten the skirt she was wearing and stepped out of it. I caught my breath. She was wearing black stockings with a suspender which matched her black lace panties. We had visited this scenario so many times in the past and I had never noticed before what she wore, other than from a. Fill me up Cue Ball, fill me! I want to bear you c***dren, get me pregnant so I can have your horse c***d. F**k me deep, more.” Just hearing that made me orgasm slightly. As much as I would like to, I fought it off, trying to stay quiet and watch…and learn.Once Cue Ball was finished, he pulled out and a stream of cum pour out of my mother’s cunt. Once Cue Ball was finished, he moved back in line where he was before. Then mom called Franklin over. She commanded him up also. His cock was about as. I looked below and she was fully engrossed, with my prick in her mouth, making a large bulge in her cheek. I was by now on the floor and outside the rain had not abated its fury. I then pulled off her head and she crawled up over me. My prick slid slowly along her chin, throat, chest and her breast, her stomach, her belly, and down till it somehow felt like it had settled into the ‘spot’. “Slid and fit” that was what I felt like. Now we kissed and I slid into her. She cried as my prick. “I changed my mind…I’m sleepy now.” She yawned. She kicked off her flip-flops and sat on the couch, in front of the T.V. She put her head back against the wood. He walked over and sat next to her.“You take the bed. I’ll sleep on the couch.” He offered. She turned her head to him and shook it.“No. I wanna stay with you tonight.” “We’ll be in the same room…I’ll just be a couple of feet away.” Ryley shook her head again.“No. We can share the bed. It’s not like we haven’t done it before.”“But…”“No.