“Mom’s blouse is messed up.”
“We were making out,” Betty answered. Was she a pervert? hqporner “She has such cute breasts,” my wife moaned. “And that’s perfectly normal at your age. I lick at her pussy’s entrance, brushing her hymen before plunging into her untouched depths and drinking her sweet juices. Her small feet brushed mine beneath the table as she kicked her legs. A trap? Let’s see how hard her nipples get.”
“Betty,” I groaned, my heart thudding in my chest. We necked in the car like teenagers ourselves. My wife woke up bubbling and giggling, acting like a teenager. “Dad, you are always a goofball.
