We walked down to the den.My parents were there. Dad was wearing a pair of jeans, sports shirt and a sports coat. My mom was wearing slacks, heels, an... a pretty blouse. Her hair was tied back but not up. She looked sharp. Dad took one look at me and said, "No coat, Marie." Mom nodded as he doffed his coat. Once outside, He said, "Marianne, you'll have to rough it with your mother in the Benz. I want to ride with Brad and Karen." He paused. "If that's okay with you two?"I nodded. Karen grinned.. “Help your father out, Dusk,” I told her. “You're his slut. And sluts have to help them out.”“You're his slut, Dusk?” Brett asked, sounding sad.“Oh, Michelle, you'll need to comfort your son,” I said, my pussy on fire.“I will,” she moaned. She glanced at her son stripping off his pants. His cock bulged his boxers. She licked her lips. “Mommy's pussy is here for you.”My cunt clenched as she peeled out of her own pants, those large tits of hers swaying. They smacked together. This was like what. More

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