Mrs. Forde parked up on the driveway of what was to be her home for the next few months. It was a rental that her company had paid for, and Mrs Forde hoped it had everything she had requested. “Kelly, wake up, we’re here,” Mrs Forde said as she got out of...
The next morning Kelly heard her mom out in the backyard on the phone to someone. She couldn’t make out what her mother was saying, but Kelly assumed she was arranging for the guy her mother had chosen from yesterday’s pool party to come over to the house...
Kelly liked pretending to beg to suck the cock of a guy she liked. She knew men loved it, both the begging and the sucking. “Oh, Kelly,” Mr. Morton panted, taking a breath from sucking on her titties, “I…” Here it comes, Kelly thought. Pangs of guilt abou...
Mrs. Forde was indeed having at least as much fun as her daughter, perhaps doubly so. She was now on her hands and knees on her bed, positioned diagonally across the corner. The only thing she wore was her sexy little high heels, and her ‘I HEART BBC’ nec...
