I knew I'd never crawl into one, ever again, without it bringing her sweet smile, and sexy, sneaky grin to mind.As the water had its way with me my mi...nd wandered over Beth Ann's feminine curves. Knowing that this train of thought would leave me depressed, the momentary joy I got from remembering seeing Beth Ann for the first time in a swim suit gave me a temporary lift.This hot tub had a lounger that accommodated my whole body. I stretched out, letting the mood take me. Memories of my One True. It was another picture of mom standing with a group of black men she was obviously going to fuck. The message read "start stroking your little white boy dick!" I'm sorry baby but I need to be alone for a while." He said as he headed to the guest roomI sat there and I was so fucking angry! My mom was humiliating my dad and using me to get money! My mind started to plot and then I had an idea! I walked to the guest room and started to open the door. I was suddenly aware that my daddy was jerking. * “Do you hear that?” Rachel asked, breaking her concentration as she heard the impenetrable scream from Kelsey. “Sounds like you have some competition now,” Brian said with a wink before almost fully withdrawing his cock and slamming back inside her pussy, her ass shaking with the violent thrust as he took her from behind with her on all fours. “Oh, fuck! Fuck me harder, Brian! Make me SCREAM!” She let out a loud scream before her hand dove to her aching clit, furiously rubbing it as she was. Reenie started bringing in the serving dishes, then the plates piled with chicken meat. Quin poured white wine, explaining this was from English g****s grown on a neighbouring farm.The meal was delicious, so much so we could not hold back our praise. Quin explained “The chicken was running around the coop this morning and we have grown all the veg here, everything organic.”“How did a guy like you become a farmer?”“I was brought up in a poor part of East London, destined to be a waster just like.