I shivered, smiling. “Mmm, I love you both so much.”“Mom,” groaned Alex, his hands squeezing Deidre Icke’s tits hard as she rode him. He sat... in her chair. It creaked and leaned back dangerously as she fucked her son hard, savoring the revelation of her goddess.“Yes, yes, yes, fuck him, Mom,” Alexis moaned, fingering her sixteen-year-old pussy as she sat on the desk. “Oh, that’s so hot. I wish I could fuck Alex.”“Yes,” moaned Deidre as she slammed down her son’s cock. Her pussy spasmed, her. .I could see a long thread of precum dangle from the tip of his fully erect cock.He climbed onto the bed with me. He straddled me before positioning his knees either side of my head, pinning me helplessly to his bed. He began to stoke his cock, right before my face. His cock looked fabulous. The precum dripping onto my lips. "You like this?" he asked....I noddedas he continues to stroke.....I opened my mouth and licked his cock"oh my god"....he exclaimed...."you filthy little sissy whore, I. II I should have said something like “You know I have a girlfriend.” She knew I had a girlfriend. How did she know I had a girlfriend? And where her last job had been? But maybe it was just business and not a tryst at all and then if I’d said something I’d feel foolish and I would’ve insulted her right when I was asking for a raise. I turned it over in my mind the rest of the day and was forced to conclude, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that yes this was a date, she wanted me. I simply told. She decided ‘Stupid’ was a good cognomen for Cal whatever his name was. He was out there making a fool of himself, or more accurately Sandy was making him look like a fool. While Maureen spied on Cal one of the greasy bike guys grabbed her arm, ‘Hey pay attention to us.’ Maureen yanked her arm away, ‘Back off Jack!’ She was surprised by the guy’s audacity. She didn’t like being touched, and especially not by guys like him. The biker guy got off his stool and reached for her arm again. Maureen.