Betty Sue stopped her, had her bend over the kitchen table, and then Betty Sue lifted Mom’s dress and lowered her panties so that I could deposit a ...fresh load in her. Betty Sue then lifted her panties, lowered her dress, and kissed her goodbye. Mom smiled as she headed out the door.At noon Mom called us. She was on her way home, her pussy needed more cum, and she asked Betty Sue if I had any left to give her.Betty Sue made sure that I was hard and ready when Mom walked through the door. It was. It's always somebody else's fault."Why did everybody have to give me such a hard time? They made me selfish. You'd think she would understand. "You always take his side. Why can't you support me for a change?" You come and tell me he cheated on you and I'll tell you he's a rotten bastard. Do you really expect me to condone what you've done? I can't even think of enough adjectives to describe what an awful thing that was to do. At least he hasn't left you." He still could." It would serve you. I swore I’d be ready the next time someone targeted me like that again.I dropped Joey off at home again who was happy to have a headache.As it turned out, that didn’t help Joey as much as we hoped. There was a minor improvement by Wednesday, but nothing to really get excited about. Maybe copying the knowledge from someone we beat so badly hadn’t been the best idea.When my mom and I moved out of our house on Joey’s street, we gave Joey my mom’s queen size bed and I started spending the nights at. She spread her legs out wide, and I quickly positioned myself between them, and slid my cock into her wet cunt, in one smooth thrust. Marcy wrapped her arms around me, then her legs.She said "Yes, I want the vibrator to be just the size of your wonderful cock."With that she used her legs for leverage, and bucked up and down on my cock.She said "I love to suck you, and I really love to fuck you."I did not answer, I just started to pump my cock in and out of her wet hole. She was really wet, and.