They looked up at me, Mom’s eyes dark, Jenny’s blue, but their faces were so much alike. My pussy grew juicier and juicier. xxx Whenever I was away from her, I wanted to try and mend fences, but when I was around, seeing her prance around James, using the same whorish techniques the eighteen-year-old had used on the married teacher who knocked her up, it sent my blood boiling and the most horrible things spilled out of my lips. “We’re going to have a busy weekend.”
I shivered. You both are so sexy. My pussy grew juicier and juicier. Her cheeks were flushed, looking so cute with her brown hair held back by a headband. James grinned, his dick twitching, glistening with juices. If it was Professor Umayyah, she was a mother.
