..”“Come in, I guess,” Vanessa said with uncertainty.“Thanks,” I said, stepping past her and momentarily grinning at the sight of Shelly’s... unmade bed.“So you’re Tim,” she said, motioning me to sit on her bed as she turned down the volume on a twelve inch black and white TV set sitting on the study table at the foot of her bed.“And you’re Vanessa,” I said, keeping my humor of the situation from showing on my face.She looked at me like she suspected something, then as she discarded the thought. Her big mexican ass was shaking with every step she took. And she had a white sport bra and you could see her tits. My friends (josh, michael, and chris) looked at her ass. She asked the boys if they were hungry. Josh said you look great . I was exited as fuck and hoping that my mom would get fucked again by my friends. She told us she was going to shower and we need to behave ourself ( In broken english) my friends looked at me and told me: damn bro your mom is hot as fuck. Chris said i wanna. I met lisa through donald,we would have drinks on a friday night together and myself and donald would work out during the week.she would always find an excuse to watch me work out as donald had gotten lazy and prefered to be in her company and have a drink instead of working out.i would be working away lifting weights sweating and grunting and her pale sleek figure would slip into the room as if she were looking for something,i would just carry on lifting and grunting and i would catch her out. To Amber, Margo definitely rated the adjective ‘hot’. She was a gorgeous blonde, obviously capable – Mike had attributed much of his recent success to her, and a sharp dresser. Amber wondered why Mike had even looked at her when he had Margo at home, so to speak.“You should have called. Not to insult you, but I wouldn’t have gotten all psyched up about seeing Mike right off the airplane. In any case, Mike wanted us to meet and get to know each other, so this is a very welcome change of plans. I.