We looked at Carla and she smiled. Her hand came up and over to us caressing our cheeks. At that moment Carrie had her morning orgasm. Her pussy gushi...ng her juices out and around my cock. Carla moved closer and kissed both of us. Just as Carrie moved off me and towards the bathroom, Carla kissed me deeply and positioned herself over me. Not allowing our lips to part, she lowered herself as her daughter did minutes before. She needed to cum as well. Carla fucked me hard and fast. As Carla. Her black hair was gathered in a loose braid. She didn’t wear her hair that way to look cute—though, she did look cute in a nerdy way—but to keep her hair out of her face. She was a practical sort of person. Her emotions almost entirely suppressed. When they flared in her, they burned bright.It made her ... interesting.She was a delight to be around. If you glanced at us, you’d would probably think we were just friends since I didn’t have my arm around her shoulders or waist, nor were we. The torn seat is irritating your bottom so you shift your weight. Your Dad wears a soft flannel shirt and worn in blue jeans with paint stains. You can not imagine a man dressing or smelling any other way than him. When high school comes to town your first Daddy approved date looks like your Dad. You drink milk shakes and drive in the woods with his four by four truck for courting. It is muddy and dirty and the truck gets stuck. He knows not to keep spinning the wheels, we just go deeper and. Pressing his body against her side, Jonathon stroked her g-spot with feather light fingers, ‘You’re not going to cum until you tell me…’ And he used just a bit of his power to back up that command, to make sure it didn’t happen. ‘Oooohhh…’ Writhing, she tried to bring her hands down to her pussy herself, but he grabbed her wrists and held them above her head. He could tell that his take charge attitude was really turning her on, and the fact that he was keeping her from cumming just enhanced.