Mom Gets Pounded Because Daughter Is Grounded
Copyright 2005 by Stormbringer
Revised 2010 & 2019
Art by the Pit and posted with permission of Johnpersons.com
Megan tied the belt on her robe as she walked down the stairs. She was running the water into her tub and planning a long luxurious soak. Her husband was off on another week-long business trip. Megan used her free time to relax and catch up on her reading.
Megan entered her kitchen and retrieved some orange juice from the refrigerator. She heard her daughter's voice whispering from outside. Michelle was on the phone, but she had left the screen door open.
"It's safe Nigel, mom's taking a bath. I'm sorry I haven't called. Yeah, I miss you too."
Megan felt her cheeks flush listening to her daughter's conversation. Nigel was her daughter's new boyfriend and Michelle had been walking around all dreamy eyed since she'd met him.
A few days earlier, Megan had overheard her daughter talking to one of her friends. Apparently, the reason Michelle hadn't introduced Nigel to her parents was that the boy was a twenty-year-old high school senior and had been held back twice after several suspensions. Michelle had just turned eighteen. She had proudly stood before her church, taking her celibacy pledge until she was married just as her parents had twenty years earlier. Fearing Michelle was close to breaking her pledge, Megan immediately ordered her daughter to quit seeing the boy. Now here she was talking to him on the phone and apparently had lied to her mom.
"I want to touch your thing again. I'm ready Nigel. I want that big dick of yours to pop my cherry."
Michelle looked up and saw her mom standing at the door. "Oh shit! Mom!"
Megan pulled the screen door open and stormed over to her daughter. "Give me the phone," she demanded, snatching it from her daughter's hand. "Listen up Nigel. If I ever catch you near my daughter, I'll have you locked up." Megan hung up the phone.
"But mom, I love him."
"You are grounded young lady. Go to your room."
"I hate you, you bitch." Michelle ran inside the house crying.
Megan paused stunned before she started crying. This Nigel kid was bad news. Michelle had always been a good girl. Suddenly, she was wearing low riding jeans with the straps of her thong hanging out. Her shirts were small, tight, and always showed at least her navel and usually her entire belly. Her bra showed her cleavage which was impressive on breasts nearing a D-cup in size for such a young teenager. Michelle would eventually Inherit her mom’s double Ds which she considered a family curse.
Megan sighed. She looked at her juice and decided it needed spicing up a little. Megan walked over to the liquor cabinet and poured some vodka into her orange juice. She mixed it a little too strong, but then it wasn’t like she’d be driving.
Megan locked the doors and headed back upstairs and was just in time to stop the tub from overflowing. Megan drained some of the water, adding some bath salts.
Megan walked over to the mirror and let her robe fall to the ground. It was her habit to examine herself before bathing. No one would have mistaken her for a mother of an eighteen-year-old daughter. She had long straight brownish blonde hair, big full lips and piercing green eyes currently red from crying. Her crow’s feet only appeared when she smiled, and she looked ten years younger. Michelle's large bosom made most people assume she was older, so many assumed mother and daughter were really sisters only a few years apart in age.
Megan was also quite tall measuring a little over six feet. Hair, bosom, and height were all part of her Nordic/Germanic heritage and her daughter was following in Megan's footsteps. Megan was also quite fit and trim. She struggled daily to keep her tummy flat and her body firm. Her fit body, height, and large chest made her look like a comic book heroine come to life. Of course, the reality was the beginnings of lower back pain and a serious consideration to have her breasts reduced.
Megan slid her nude body into the tub. Taking it slowly letting her body became used to the heat. She sighed, laying back to relax a bit before taking another sip of her drink. Megan grabbed her razor and lifted one long leg out of the water. She shaved her leg and then did the other one. Her husband was away, but Megan liked to show off her legs with skirts and shaved them daily. Afterwards, she shaved her armpits and lifted her body out of the water enough to give a quick shave to her pubic region. Her bush matched her hair and was prone towards bushiness. She kept it trim and short with only a small triangle of hair on her crotch.
After shaving, Megan washed her face and slid her entire head under water for a moment. When she came up for air her hair looked brown and clung wetly to her head. She took the jasmine scented soap and lathered her arms and shoulders before moving down her chest. Megan gasped as the soap slid over her nipple. Her nipples had always been sensitive, and the simple touch had sent a spasm through her vagina. Her nipples were also pointy and thick. They were prone to harden often and were easily noticeable through Megan's bras. She often covered them with band aids to protect them from chaffing and to keep men from looking at her chest when they talked to her. Both nipples were hard and aching now.
Megan rubbed the soap around under her breasts before sliding it over her tummy. Lastly, she lathered her crotch and slid the soap along her thighs. She was tempted to let her hand linger between her legs, but she resisted masturbating as it was sinful. She’d broken down and played with herself several times, once as a horny teenager and a few times after her husband had ejaculated too quickly, waiting for his snores before her fingers found her unsatisfied vagina. The alcohol and rubbing her nipples were making her horny. She still had a week until her husband got back to take care of her needs and even then, he'd only be home for a few days. She sighed with frustration.
Megan rinsed and relaxed for around fifteen minutes before pulling the plug on the drain. She lifted herself out of the water and toweled herself dry. The last step in her bathing ritual was to rub baby oil over her entire body. She believed the oil kept her skin smooth and youthful looking. Her skin was slick and glistening by the time she pulled her robe back on. She quickly brushed her wet hair.
Megan passed Michelle's room and listened at the door. There was no noise until Megan started to walk off. Then she heard a giggle. Megan quickly pulled the door open. Michelle was sitting at her desk at her computer. Her bedroom window was open next to her. "What are you doing?" asked Megan.
"I'm chatting with Kimmy." Michelle looked nervous. Her eyes darted to the window. Just a few years ago, Michelle had been a tomboy climbing in and out of her room by the big oak tree outside her window.
Megan locked eyes with her daughter and they stared until the teen looked away. Megan looked at the open window. It was hot and a cool breeze blew in through the window. Could she still trust her daughter? She had growing doubts. Would she sneak out to meet this Nigel character? Megan made up her mind instantly.
"Young lady, grounded means grounded. That means no cell, no computer, and no TV." Her daughter had all three things in her room. "You're sleeping in my room tonight young lady."
"I'm not staying with you." Michelle crossed her arms and pouted.
"Then I'll stay here." Megan grabbed Michelle's arm and pulled her out into the hall. The teenager shuffled her feet as her mother dragged her into the master bedroom. "I'll wake you before school," she said before shutting the door. Megan still didn't trust her daughter. The frustrated mother walked determinedly to the closet and took the vacuums extension cord. She tied the cord around the door knob and the other end around the stair well. Michelle could get out with a struggle, but Megan hoped
the noise might awaken her. Otherwise, she felt her daughter and her daughter's virginity was safely locked up for the night.
The frustrated young mother stormed back downstairs and fixed herself another screwdriver. She thought about calling her husband, but they had agreed to talk every other night when he was gone. He would flip when she told him that his precious angel was calling her mom a bitch and looking to give up her cherry to some twenty-year-old high school boy.
Megan refilled her drink and headed upstairs to spend the night in her daughter's room. Megan turned off her daughter's computer and sat down on the bed. It was a typical teenage girl's bed with pink sheets and two teddy bears lying against the pillows. Megan grabbed one teddy bear and hugged it to her body looking much like a teenage girl herself.
Megan surveyed the room. One wall held a poster of someone named Orlando Bloom. She didn't see what was so special about him. The other wall showed a poster of Justin Timberlake. He had his shirt open and Megan easily understood why that poster was on the wall. There was a third poster of Prince Harry.
On the desk rested a picture of Michelle and her friends in bikinis at the pool from last year. Looking at her daughter's bikini clad body, Megan was thankful, Michelle had made it this far without losing her virginity.
Also, on the desk sat her daughter's school notebook. On the cover were hearts with Michelle plus Bobby (a nice kid she had grown up with) and Michelle plus Tom (her tutor). They had gone to the movies chaperoned by Michelle's father. Both boys’ names were crossed out.
Multiple new hearts read, Michelle plus Nigel, Michelle plus Nig, and Mrs. Nigel Jefferson written down all over the book. Megan flipped the notebook over and gasped at a doodle her daughter had drawn. The doodle was of a large penis drawn with a pen. She'd colored the inside of the penis with the pen to darken it. The outline of a small arm reached out for the penis with the fingers touching the tip. The penis was over proportioned and as big as the arm. Michelle had mentioned touching the boy's thing in the phone conversation she’d just overheard. This boy was definitely bad news.
Michelle also had a small clothing box sitting on her bed. Megan opened the box and pulled out some skimpy underwear from a lingerie store. The panty was little more than strings with a patch of cloth. The bra was a little better but sheer enough to leave nothing to the imagination. Megan considered the underwear to be quite sleazy even slutty. She knew instinctively that Michelle had bought this for Nigel.
Megan was a little tipsy by this time. The atmosphere of the room had her feeling like a teenager again. She even giggled as she laid out the underwear and stood. Her hand reached for the belt of her robe...
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Big Nig almost fell out of the tree branch when Michelle's mom took her robe off. He had no idea Michelle had such a sexy mama and gawd damn, did the milf have some big titties. If they weren't sagging a little and if Michelle wasn't on her way to having tits just as big, Nigel would have assumed they were implants. The sexy bitch looked like a nude Power Girl. That is if Power Girl worked on the pole and made porno movies.
Nude was nice, but she looked even hotter when she turned to try on Michelle's underwear. The milf turned her back to him and bent down. Her long legs tensed, and a firm milky white ass thrust out at him. Her ass cheeks parted, and he got a quick peek at her gash as she pulled the thong up. Nigel's cock was achingly hard at this point and watching her cram her oversized titties into a too small bra didn't help. When she managed to hook the bra, her titties were thrust forward and upwards. He could clearly see some rose-colored nipples pushing at the material. The nipples were large and sized for her big bosom. Nigel had come here to get laid and after looking at the mother, he decided she ‘d be a much better fuck then Michelle.
Big Nig was bad news. He hated the name Nigel because he thought it sounded like a British faggot's name. After fucking a few of the high school girls, he'd picked up the nickname Big Nig. He liked his nickname.
Nigel had failed grades twice and found himself a twenty-year-old senior in high school. Nor would he be graduating this year, but the school was about to kick him out before he turned twenty-one. He didn't care. He only showed up at school because he pedaled ecstasy and occasionally some weed. The black mambas were new and not even illegal, though some states had begun regulating their usage. The pills aided in relaxation and stimulated the pleasure centers of the brain. This simple Mexican herb was currently being refined into a female version of sildenafil. Big Nig had found that when mixed with alcohol, they quickly increased a woman’s sex drive. He was hoping her glass was filled with more than just orange juice.
This year he had scored big selling ecstasy, black mambas, and weed, to half the senior class. He'd even nailed some cheerleaders in exchange for more mambas. The cheerleaders were the ones who had given him the nickname Big Nig. He still fucked them, but now they paid for their drugs like everyone else. They fucked him because they loved it, needing big black cock more than they needed drugs.
Michelle had started hanging out with some girl's whose boyfriends were white, hip hop wannabes. The stupid white boys thought they were dope and tried to hang with Nigel and his brothers. One day, Big Nig had found himself alone with Michelle when her friends were off smoking weed and listening to rap. He had slipped a black mamba into the girl's beer. The drug helped loosen her up enough to touch his cock when he whipped it out. He quietly observed the signs of her arousal, flushing, nipples hardening as her fingers slid over his cock. He was going in for a feel up on her big titties when her friends had returned deciding it was time to go.
He set out to seduce her by being overly nice to the impressionable young girl. It had worked. He'd gotten her to dress sluttier but had never had another chance to be alone with her. When she confessed to being a virgin, he wasn’t surprised and only wanted her more. Nor did he care when she told him her parents wouldn’t approve of her dating an older boy with a criminal record (he read that as dating a nigger). He was going to get his hands on her big white titties and his cock up her pussy no matter what.
Now Big Nig had lost all interest in Michelle as he watched something even better walk into the bedroom. The milf took a big swig of the orange juice. She laid down on the bed and drank some more before turning out the light. She never saw the pills dissolving in her drink.
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Megan suddenly woke up. She didn't know how long she had slept and was confused as to where she was. Strangely, she didn't feel tired nor did she have a headache from the vodka. She felt fantastic! Her entire body felt alive. If she’d known, Michelle had such a comfortable bed, she’d have punished her more often. The sheet caressed her skin like a silken lover in a dozen or so places. Her nipples were swollen and throbbing so hard, they ached. They ached bad enough, she quickly unhooked the tight bra. She moaned once as her nipples came free of the bra and the cool air from the open window embraced their nakedness. She stretched once making her muscles tingle. Stretching had never felt so good. Megan was also consciously very aware of the thong underwear between her ass cheeks and that her vagina was soaking the material on the front of the panty. She lifted her hips and pulled the panties off hoping they weren't ruined, and she could wash them before Michelle found out. She fell asleep again, waking quickly to find her hips lifting into the imaginary thrusts of some dream lover.
Megan suddenly felt very lonely. She wanted to hug and hold someone. She wasn't just horny. She wanted companionship. Forgetting, she wasn’t in her bedroom, she pulled back the covers and was on her way to her daughter's room to hug Michelle. They would hold each other and cry and afterwards all would be right with the world. Then she realized someone was standing over her undressing.
Her hands first pushed against, then gripped tightly, big strong shoulders. She gripped them tighter as she came. Her hands moved up her husband's cheeks and into his hair. He'd gotten it cut short, almost military style. She gripped his head tighter as his tongue burrowed deeper.
His hair felt strange, curlier, and even kinky. Megan nearly ripped the hair out of his head as his fingers clamped down over her nipples. Muscular arms had encircled her thighs as his tongue lapped her pussy. His hands had come up to her breasts. Her husband was squeezing her erect nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, jerking on them a lot rougher than usual. She’d never seen him be this masculine or aggressive before and she loved it. Her pelvis was uncontrollable as it bucked up into his thrusting tongue. She had the biggest orgasm of her life close on the heels of the earlier one.
Megan was still gasping for breath and seeing stars in the dark room when the kisses started moving up her belly again. They paused beneath one of her breasts. His hot tongue pushed out of his lips and licked up her large breast until it found her nipple. Megan's body writhed uncontrollably as his tongue flicked over her nipple before sucking the entire tip into his lips. She nearly had another orgasm just from having her nipple sucked. Goosebumps grew on her other nipple just as he moved his mouth over to it.
Megan couldn't take it anymore she needed his dick inside her. Her hands grabbed her husband's back. It felt like she had grabbed a hard brick wall instead of the usual folds of flesh. She pulled him upwards. "Fuck me," she blurted out. "Fuck me right now." Megan only used the word "fuck" when she was really into the sex. She hadn't said the word in seven years.
What felt like the hard head of a nightstick pushed into her thigh, hard enough she expected a bruise. The big, hard club slid up over her pussy hair until the head pushed over her belly button. Megan opened her legs wide as his hips slid between her thighs. Her husband appeared to have grown a great big horse cock just when she needed it the most. The huge phallus worked its way back down her crotch until the head pushed between her legs.
The tip of her husband's penis felt like it was as big as a golf ball. It was so big, hard, and unyielding, her pussy stretched wider than ever. Her legs opened wider than normal too as they wrapped around another surprise, a firm muscular ass.
Everything felt out of proportion. It wasn't so much that hubby felt bigger. Megan felt like she had shrunk. Her husband was several inches shorter than her six-foot frame, Normally, he'd nuzzle her neck as they fucked. Now he was kissing her neck and his back was still arched because he had only placed the head of his fat cock inside her pussy.
Megan's husband rotated his hips, trying to work his new and improved penis deeper. The image of her husband standing over her naked body and popping a handful of penis pills popped into her mind.
Whatever he'd done, this penis felt good. It was almost too good. The shaft was scraping every nerve ending in her pussy and now it felt like it was reaching new territory. Plus, his back was still hunched like he had a lot more to give her.
It occurred to Megan that her husband had an important meeting tomorrow and shouldn't have been home. Not that she was complaining as this was turning into the best fuck of her marriage. Plus, she needed his help to punish Michelle. Michelle who was sleeping in the master bedroom. Megan was in her daughter's bedroom! How had he known she was in her daughter's bed?
"Something's wrong," she muttered. "Your penis is too big."
"You touched it, Michelle. You done seen how big it is." The man's body lowered on top of Megan as what was easily a foot-long penis completely filled her. "Now shut the fuck up before your bitch mom hears us."
"Nigel?" asked Megan just before he clamped his hand over her mouth. His voice was deep and his slang sounded ghetto.
"Don't call me that. Call me Big Nig. You loose yet? You virgins sho is tight."
My god, he sounded black! Her husband would freak if he knew his daughter was dating a black guy. Jesus, she even had his black penis inside her and she couldn't remember even so much as touching a black person before. She needed to get this punk off her. Megan grabbed his hips and pushed back.
"I sees the virgin is ready to get fucked," said Nigel.
Nigel had mistaken her pushes as an attempt to start pumping. He lifted up and started pulling his cock out. Then a funny thing happened. Megan felt empty inside as his cock slowly slid out. A deep sadness filled her, and her eyes welled up with tears. The depression was so great her legs squeezed his hips tightly and pulled him back in.
Despite her tight grip, Big Nig started bucking his hips. "I told you once I took your cherry, you wouldn't be able to get enough of this big black cock. This is one sweet pussy, baby. It fits my cock just right.I'm gonna be fucking you a lot from now on. That alright with you?"
"Yes," she whimpered as Big Nig removed his hands from Megan's mouth. She'd answered his question without thinking. His huge cock head was tingling every nerve in her vagina as it slid in and out. It thrust past her cervix, tapping right at her womb every time he buried it. "No condom," she cried as the thought of Big Nig cumming occurred to her. She skipped birth control since her husband was away so much.
"Don't wear them. Besides baby, you can't get pregnant the first time."
Liar thought Megan. He even seemed to chuckle after saying it. "Just pull out when you cum."
"You gonna swallow it if I do?"
"Yes, just pull out." The thought of swallowing semen disgusted her, but it was better than getting knocked up with a black baby. Big Nig sped up his thrusts and his cock began to have such an effect on her, she could no longer talk. They were more like a couple of animals grunting and moaning. Megan gave in to the pleasure and the orgasms started coming. “Oh god, fuck me,” she moaned, unable to control herself.
The thirty-sex year old mother shuddered beneath her daughter's black boyfriend. Her nails dug into his hard back. Big Nig was grunting harder now and his thrusts were erratic. Megan was on the verge of her biggest orgasm yet. Her legs automatically squeezed him tighter, pulling him all the way inside just as his cock jerked. Megan's orgasm broke as her womb was flooded with sperm. The thing jerked several more times, each one sending a powerful torrent of sperm into womb. "Oh no," she stuttered, still in the throes of orgasm. "Pull out."
Big Nig complied, but not before another jet of seed filled her as he removed it. The moon was now shining through the window and she could see the hard-muscled black boy as he yanked his monster cock out, jerking the rest of his seed from the shaft. Another long trail of semen splattered on her belly leaving a trail through her pubic hair. Another hit her chin and breasts as he quickly straddled her waist. How much can this guy cum, she thought?
Big Nig was still cumming as he positioned his cock between her breasts. "Push them tittties together," he ordered as his cock tapped her chin. Megan was squeezing her breasts together just as his hand grabbed her head and pulled it forward. His cock head entered her mouth just in time for one last strand of semen to strike the back of her throat and roll around her tongue before she was forced to swallow it.
"Damn, Michelle, them titties feel bigger then they look."
Megan's since of euphoric bliss hadn't slackened off any. Her pussy was still tingling. She was still moaning as Big Nig pinched her nipples between his fingers. His cock softened and fell out of her mouth, but he continued to thrust it back and forth between her tits.
Big Nig leaned over her. On no, she thought as she heard him fumble with the lamp. She was blinded as the room turned bright. "I gotta see what my black cock looks like on them milky white titties of yours. Hey, you’re not Michelle. You’re her bitch mother."
Megan knew he was black but wasn't prepared for just how black. Nigel was nearly jet black. The only thing brown on him was the tip of his circumcised cock and it was rising up to strike her chin again. He certainly wasn't a handsome boy, though his muscular young body was incredible. His facial features were borderline cruel, though at the moment he was grinning like this was all a joke to him. "Yes, I'm Megan, Michelle's mother." His cock head was now thrusting at her mouth again.
"Your daughter know what a slut she has for a mother?"
"I'm not a slut," Megan said before letting his cock slip back into her mouth. She ran her tongue over the tip and licked around the head.
Even licking the tip of Nigel cock felt good to her. She'd never felt so sexually fulfilled with her husband. Plus, with the way he was still toying with her nipples, she was writhing with lust held down by Nigel's body.
"You are one horny white bitch." Big Nig quit straddling her. "Roll over. I want to fuck you again." Nigel took his place behind Megan. Her pussy was still dribbling semen from his last wad as he lined his cock up with her slit. "Yo husband fuck you this good?"
"No. I've never felt like this." Megan sucked her lower lip into her mouth with anticipation. "I don't know what's gotten into me."
"Black cock," Big Nig pushed his penis back in, "that's what gotten into you. I know hubby don't have this much cock meat to give you."
"Not even half what you have to offer, lover." Megan was already pushing back into his thrusts. Another series of orgasms was starting to build. She'd never cum this much in nineteen years of marriage. Big Nig was fucking her with the entire length of his cock at one fast and relentless pace. The orgasms came. They were small, but not disappointing with an occasional big one. The black man's hands squeezed her ass cheeks as he pounded his hips. One fat thumb slid down her crack to rest on her anus. Megan felt the pressure growing on her sphincter. "Hey! Watch it. That's my ass."
"I know." Nigel pushed down and her ass opened as his thumb pushed inside.
Megan found it briefly uncomfortable, but her pussy immediately went crazy. The small orgasms turned big. The big orgasms turned mind blowing. "Oh god, fuck me, fuck me. Stick your thumb in my ass. Oh fuck, this is good."
Big Nig thrust his thumb in and out of her ass in tune to his thrusting cock. One orgasm apparently caused Megan's strength to give out and she collapsed forward. He withdrew both his thumb and cock. "No," whimpered Megan into the bedspread. "Don't stop. More please. Don't ever stop." Her voice was so soft she wasn't sure Nigel could hear her. "More black cock."
Now that he had loosened her ass up, Nigel brought his cock up to her tight little rosebud. "Damn, I been wanting to fuck me an ass and yours is just about as perfect as a white ass can get." None of the teens he had fucked had ever let him near their ass. Even the ones stoned on ecstasy knew better to let his monster near their ass cherries.
Megan's mouth still silently mouthed, "more," as Nigel brought his cock
up to her ass. At first, she was pleased, thinking his thumb was returning and soon his cock, but this time, her anus refused to yield to the pressure. Eventually, her anus pressed inwards and started opening for something a lot larger than a thumb. Up until that point everything had felt good. "Oh my god," she moaned, as Big Nig's huge cock head entered her ass. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Her knuckles turned white as they dug into the bed sheets.
"Damn that's tight," grunted Nigel. "Feels good though. Feel good to you, baby?"
"No. Hurts... too big." Megan's eyes rolled up in the back of her head as the fat head pushed its way deeper.
"If you want, I can pull it out and go stick it up yo daughter's ass?"
"No!" The power of her emotions confused Megan. “My cock,” she moaned, jealously, wanting Big Nig to herself. "No, fuck my ass. Keep your big black cock in my ass, Big Nig." As she spoke, Megan forced herself back up to the kneeling position. It still hurt, but she began pushing her ass back into his cock.
"Now that’s what I’m talkin about. I like a hot mama that knows what she wants." Nigel started fucking her ass with more than half his cock. Her anus unclenched a little and she started fucking him back.
What have I become? Megan had gone to bed a loving and faithful wife. Something had awakened her natural sluttiness even before Big Nig had put his cock near her pussy. Now she had swallowed another man's sperm, cheated on her husband, and let a man's cock inside her ass. She had never felt more satisfied.
Soon his mammoth balls emptied another load of semen, flooding her ass with his hot sperm. Her ass overflowed with his seed that poured out of her anus as Big Nig took his cock out. He shot several strands of semen across her ass cheeks and her back. Some even struck her hair.
Megan collapsed forwards onto the bed. Nigel rolled over and collapsed beside her. They rested half exhausted and half asleep for nearly an hour before Megan opened her eyes. "How old are you again?" Megan grabbed Big Nig's flaccid cock as she asked the question.
"Twenty."
"You're not fucking my daughter." Megan was delighted to see his cock was already responding to her touch.
"I'm gonna fuck her," he said matter-of-factly. "I might wait a while, but I'm gonna need a little somethin somethin on the side until then."
"I'll be in this room every night for a week." Megan slid down the bed and kissed his cock head. Before taking him back inside her mouth she said, "after that I think we can work something out."
THE END
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