He had lots of lovers, but they were all his mother’s age! ‘I need a ride home,’ she purred. ‘Could you give it to me?’ ‘I wonder if she k...nows how that question sounds?’ Stacey wondered, then as he felt her body crowding against his, he decided Samantha knew exactly what she was saying. His jeans again began getting tight. ‘Uh, I think we ought to go,’ he stammered. ‘Won’t your folks worry if you’re late?’ ‘Mom’s gone to see my Aunt Agatha,’ Samantha purred. ‘She’ll be gone all weekend.’ An. You sister fucking bastard, your whore sister is dying to be fucked!!!!!)”I bent forward letting my cock head slip between her swollen cunt lips grazing over her clit sending jolts of extreme pleasure throughout her entire body.I started feeling her pussy and rubbed my dick on her burning swollen clit.“So you want to cum, Baji? You’re such a whore, bAJI!!! You’re my whore!!! I know you want to cum but I want to taste your CHOOT first before I fuck you. I’m going to place my tongue on your pussy. I was feeling like numb nuts when I walked inside her house to introduce myself. She was sitting in her room, wondering if I got caught or I didn’t, I manned up to say Hi. She said hi in return and turned around to study. Oh! fuck it. I was agitated in trying to figure out what was going on. I decided to let it go as she didn’t give out an angry look at least, so that leaves two options. 1. She doesn’t mind or 2. She has no clue. There was only one way to find out, I kept going to their house. We were actually getting excited by the role-play were acting out when on line and texting. To the point where we agreed to meet; if nothing happened, fine, but there would be no pressure.The day came, and I arrived at his hotel, where Paul was staying while working locally. The initial pleasantries over, we discussed life, family and generally avoiding talking about sex. To anybody looking, we seemed just two mates chatting over a coffee.“Are we going up to my room?” Paul said after an.