Tom reached up to Jenny's chest, cupping both of her sexy large tits in his hands as she rode him hard. "Ohhhh, yeah, girl, give me your hot pussy, Je...nny," Tom moaned as he knew Jenny was intent on fucking him in his lap until he spurted a load of cum up into her pussy. He had even asked Beth if her two girlfriends were on any kind of birth control, but he figured all three of these ladies were big girls and if they were unprotected, it wasn't his problem."Hey, Jenny, come on, you don't get to. Her skepticism and ridiculous attitude would make it a lot harder to explain. Even Mom, perpetually blind, could see that, and she let me delay until after dinner.During dinner, though, my dad asked what I was planning for my birthday tomorrow. He'd asked me about this time last week, when I couldn't think of anything—I'm turning seventeen, I've got no friends (at least no friends who I don't talk to through the computer), everybody hates me, my arms are bleeding under my shirtsleeves... Not a. She took in Lance's tall, broad form in the doorway, his wolfish smile marring his Adonis-like looks. While Millie puttered around the kitchen, Harriet put on her best hostess act, pretending that she didn't know that Lance was really there to see her. She invited the young man into the living room, offering him coffee and cookies. After a few moments, Millie left the kitchen and went into the laundry room. Left alone with her daughter's boyfriend, Harriet's stomach flinched.She turned toward. . . . . Not without protection. You mustn't fuck me without a rubber.." begged the aroused wife."Beg me to fuck you with my black cock you little whore," I continued her subjugation.She started to say no. . . . . The sharp crack of my open hand on her taut ass cheeks ended her speech.Another firm slap yielded the results I was after."Please fuck me," she moaned."You can do better than that little tramp. Tell me that you want my turkish cock!" I ordered.Unable to reason with her dripping woman.