Susan was now telling him.“How much she needed him inside her.”Dave was trying to tell her.“That this was not her, and there was something wrong... with her.”However Susan was not listening to her son. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her big boobs and started to get him to feel them. And all the time her eyes shined strangely.She was also telling him.“How much she loved him and how much she needed to be with him and if he really loved her.He would give her what she really needed.”Susan. HEACTUALLY HAD SUCKED OFF PAUL NASH'S COCK. HE HAD WANTED TOOPAUL NASH WANTED TO FUCK HIM. BEGAN TO WONDER WHAT IT MIGHT FEEL LIKE. HEHOPED HIS family HAD NOTHING PLANNED FOR THE EVENING BECAUSE HE WANTED TIMEALONE. TIME TO THINK. TIME TO DECIDE HOW HE FELT ABOUT HIMSELF AND THETHINGS THAT HAD TAKEN PLACE IN THE AFTERNOON AT MR. NASH'S HOME.AFTER DINNER WITH HIS PARENTS AND OLDER brother, BRIAN WENT TO HIS ROOM.NOTHING HAD BEEN PLANNED BECAUSE HIS MOTHER AND DAD WERE GOING TO AFRIEND'S. I decide on a scarlet lace bra and no panties. Go big or go home, right? Over this I pull a low cut burgundy top and an almost, but not quite too short black miniskirt. I do my makeup smoky and golden, with a dark burgundy lip. I check the time; it’s 9:50. ‘Let’s go get laid.’ I say to my reflection, smirking. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It’s half eleven, smoke, humidity and vodka making my head spin. I am already on. We kept on fucking her ass harder and harder until finally Keith groaned again and I felt his cock start to pulse against mine as he filled her ass with another load from his old balls.after a few seconds he finally stopped and then pulled out of her ass."That's it i'm done" he said before staggering to the deck chair next to his wife who was still filming us.So it was now just me and Bridget and grabbing hold of her hips I really started to fuck her ass."Yeah peter, fuck my ass, go deeper,.