NOT TODAY. She started yelling at me saying “Just because I don’t want to fuck your sorry ass anymore, doesn’t mean you have to masturbate, your... just lucky Lauren wasn’t the one walking in on her excuse of a father. She then stormed out of the house and left to go to her best friend Marla’s house to complain like the immature bitch she is. Me and my wife Linda were married when we were both 27. I saw her at the bar of the MGM GRAND LAS VEGAS’s casino bar a year before we tied the knot and I. I smiled as I stuck my tongue out to reach the tip. Before long, he was balls deep in my lips as my ass-pussy was being opened to take a nice hard cock. When the guy I was sucking pulled out, I saw that I was being fucked by a guy that looked no older than 18. But his cock was hard as a rock and by this time, I was splayed out with cocks in hand and on my face. It was like being a piece of meat in an ocean of sharks. That was when I heard a female voice enter the booth, which seemed packed with. Just then, I heard the garage door open and realized that my folks were home. They never came home this early. I'm glad it was only my fantasy that they wrecked because I don't think they'd like to find him humping me in my bed.They came through the kitchen quickly and greeted us both politely as they moved to the den. Dad said, "The meeting's over early so that we can both watch what's on TV. The candidate is making a speech that we need to hear."Tyler smiled at me. I walked around to his side. "Baby, is he hung, to say the least."Clay Marsdale looked at his wife, shrewdly. "You like that piece of meat, huh, baby?" And how. I'm getting wet just looking at it," the Oriental woman said lewdly."I thought you would," he said very sure of himself. "How'd you like to sample it?" No samples. I want the full meal!" she exclaimed."All right, my darling, he's all yours. I'm going to have them over Saturday night for cocktails."Nina was not at all surprised. "Them?" she asked. "You're not going.