I slammed that fat pu**y like a a****l. She was moaning so hard S got up out her chair and let the fat b put her head on it. It was kind of funny S ho...lding the back of the chair so it wouldn't roll the fat b head buried in the cushions and me slamming her like I never had pu**y before. I f'd up and exploded right inside her cunt. Damn I thought its okay the fat b said as she turned around and stared sucking me off. You can put it ant where she said. That's my q. I turned her back around slipped. Pat saw that and stifled a laugh. Her guy asked her if she wanted a towel to cover her crotch and she told him no, that she was just fine. He grinned and proceeded to work on her feet. My young lady was already working on my feet and grinning at me as she occasionally glanced at my cock. She worked her way up my leg, then moved to the head of the table and began to work my shoulders and chest. As I watched, Pat's guy did the same thing with her and, in her case, he began to work the oil into. She hated his deep resonating laugh. She hated the way he was able to hold an incredibly interesting and intelligent discussion while managing to make everyone laugh. She hated his charming ways. Basically, Lizzie hated everything about him. Spotting one of her best friends, Cam, Lizzie crossed the kitchen. Cam held out a beer for her, and Lizzie snatched it, downing half in one big swig. ‘Whoa there, girl,’ Cam exclaimed. ‘Slow down, the beer’s not going anywhere! Let me guess, you saw him.’. She gripped me so hard, and led her to the bed. She shuffled her feet, moving slow, scared. I guided her to the bed. She reached out with her right hand, feeling the covers. Then she slid onto it. I joined her, my cock so hard as I brought her closer and closer to Mom.I held her wrists now, placing them on Mom’s stomach. She let out a sharp gasp, feeling her daughter’s hands on her body and not knowing it was Jenny. I slid my sister’s hands up our mother’s body to those large breasts.“Enjoy,” I.