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I have known. I've been among these women myself. We do whatever we can for this man and do a lot of. We get on a plane every weekend to see him. We pick up the dinner tab. We buy the supermarket and drop them off at his apartment. We make him his physician appointments. We bake a pie and then dating apps bots Bradford ON it in his backdoor. We tell him we'll pick it if he says that he needs something from the hardware shop. We do his laundry. His residence is cleaned by us. Why he is not interested in us do every thing for him, and all the while, we can not know. However, the fact that we are doing everything for him is the reason he is not interested. To some man an over- giver comes across as a mother. He does not need another mom. He's not interested in being intimate.

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In this same scenario, if you disagree with what they have to say, it is going to be regarded as an insult. You will be then likely attacked by the narcissist in some sort of way. They would like to make you become defensive and force you that they can find the high they feel as they believe they have one. You have to understand that arguing with a narcissist is impossible, and you'll never win. The only real way would be that you concede.

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Billi used to be a stripper.

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Billi: Well, I was born and raised there. I moved away and relocated back to North Carolina, so that’s what’s in me.

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Billi: I am a small-town country/city girl. I’m a big mess of contradictions. I still enjoy the small-town country stuff. I like dirt-bike riding, four-wheeling, hunting. I love the feel of a small town, but I love big cities. I guess I kind of converted to a city girl.

40SomethingMag: So, Billi, how dirty do you get when you’re dirt-bike riding?
Billi: Pretty damn dirty! I usually require a shower when I’m done. Lots of mud. I get muddy on-purpose. It’s fun!

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If you’re a 21-year-old woman in medieval England, and the Lord of the Manor steals your oxen on the day you bury your father, what can you do? Well Marion fought back with the only weapon available to her, sex.

Marion will do whatever it takes to protect herself and her younger brothers. Following the guidance of her dead mother (via a witches’-brew-induced trip), she learns that she can bend men and women to her will, and her pleasure. She also discovers that when the good and the lawful fail you, there’s no one to turn to but the lawless and the bad.

Released from her dead father’s oppression, the strong, resourceful and red-blooded Marion refuses to accept her fate, embracing her new sexual freedom at the same time. Her fight for justice becomes a struggle for survival, taking her from Erdington, the tiny village of her birth, to the medieval market town of Birmingham.

Marion’s search for allies and indulgence leads her to encounters with the humble and the noble, law enforcers and law breakers. It might be her childhood playmate the strong, submissive Daniel, the toned, handsome actor Piebald, or even the lissom Bailiff’s wife Dionisia de Beresford.

In her most desperate and dangerous gamble, Marion seduces Amis Lafitte, the notorious Bandit King, using him to defeat her family’s enemies. All seems well at last, but when you’re riding a wolf, dismounting might prove fatal. And when that wolf discovers you’ve ridden other steeds, people start to die.

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His arms stayed around her waist, so she reached down and squeezed his arse. He continued to kiss her, but only kiss her. She pushed herself against him, and he held her, but only held her. She broke the kiss and looked up at him. “Have you been with a woman before?” she asked.

His breath came short and rapid, carrying the scent of fresh bread. “Of course. I am a widower. Eda and I were man and wife in the eyes of God.”

“Then what are you waiting for?”

“Your next command,” he said.

Marion leant back and looked at him. Could it be? Imelda and the other village women always made ribald jokes about husbands or past encounters. Joyce in particular bragged of bedding a dozen men before settling for Reuben. She told stories of a man in Aston who had unusual desires. Did Daniel share his inclinations?

If so, what in God’s name did he want her to do? She felt out of her depth, that this whole thing was a bad idea. Marion put her hands on Daniel’s chest to push him away but stopped herself. If she gave up now, what then? All other options were bad, for her, for the boys, for Imelda. She had to at least try. Besides, she wanted him, so much the ache inside her cut like a knife.

She thought back to the night before, the strange reunion with her dead mother. When Marion had dragged off that stifling wimple, she hanged. She felt different, stronger, desirable. The beautiful boy with the golden eyes had seen it too. He’d wanted her.

Daniel wanted her too. She’d seen it before but not recognised it. She knew it now, but the form of his desire surprised her.

That’s all it was, unexpected. Breathe, think, and take advantage.

“Let me go,” she said. He released her immediately and stepped back, lips twitching but saying nothing. She studied him. Was he excited about what might happen? Or worried about what might not?

Marion strolled around him, forcing herself to move slowly. She ran a hand down his arm as she passed. His muscle shivered, but he stared straight ahead. In a few steps she stood in front of him again. She cocked her head. “Take off your tunic,” she said.

He unfastened the lace and lifted the brown top over his head. He draped it over the stool and looked at her. A vein pulsed in his neck.

The firelight flickered across his bare skin, etching it with shadow. He was a big man, broad and tall. Muscled curves and bulges testified to years of hard labour. Few of the poor were fat, and he was as lean as any of them.

Marion thought back to whispered tales, Joyce’s bawdy boasts. She’d day-dreamed, fantasised of things she’d do with a man. Now she didn’t have to dream.

Without conscious thought she ran her fingers over his chest. He felt smooth, the hair fine and pale. She traced across his stomach and over his navel. There, a strip of more luxuriant hair ran up from his hose. She twirled a finger through it, and his jaw clenched.

“This”, she said, “is most entertaining.” She heard him breathe out, and his skin prickled under her touch. She withdrew her hand and stepped over to his bed. As she turned to sit, she saw him looking at her over his shoulder. “Move when I tell you, not before.” Daniel snapped his head forward again.

She moved backwards up the bed until she could recline comfortably, taking the best position to admire him. “Turn to face me, come close” she said. He obeyed. She flexed her feet on the bed, tapped her fingers on her belt. Her mouth felt dry.

Do not stop now, she told herself. He’s yours. She stilled her hands and feet. “Take off your clothes,” she said.

Daniel lifted his foot and pulled one boot off, then the other. He put them under the bench and undid his linen belt, pulling it free. With no support his russet woollen hose sagged. The top of his braes and a strip of paler, creamier skin revealed themselves. He hooked his thumbs into his hose and pushed them down over his thick thighs. Taking the hose off, he laid them atop his other clothes.

When he straightened Marion saw his manhood pushing against the grey linen of his underwear. Her heart beat a little faster. His hands went to the cord around the top of his braes, then hesitated.

“Shy?” she asked.

“It is not like when we undressed as children to splash in the stream.”

“Indeed not, judging by the size of that,” she said.

Red in the face already, that sent Daniel a deeper crimson. His reaction emboldened her still further, she felt like a cat toying with a mouse. “Show me Daniel.”

This time he did not pause but unfastened his small clothes and let them drop. He was stiff and erect, with pale brown hair curling around his balls.

Marion swung her legs off the side of the bed and leant forward. She examined his cock. Ugly and beautiful. Unbidden, the memory of Mark came to her, bringing a pang of guilt so strong she shook her head to clear it.

Yes, Mark might indeed be alive and well, but with a dozen children and no thought for her. That was then, this is now. She dragged her fingertips along the underside of Daniel’s scrotum.

He yelped and his balls shrank away from her touch. Laughing, she touched him again. This time he managed to stand his ground. He had his eyes screwed shut, his chin almost resting on his chest. Caressing the base of his shaft, she drew her fingers along its length. She felt the delicateness of the covering skin, the strength of its form, its heat. She slid her thumb over its head, and he shuddered.

“Oh God,” he said.

This was so different from that first time, when she and Mark had explored the unknown together. This time she led. She sat fully clothed with a handsome man naked and obedient in front of her. He was bound by his need for her attention, a willing plaything, slave to her word and touch.

She gave his cock a playful slap. It rebounded hard and Daniel’s eyes flew open as he cried out.

“Shush! You stand strong and upright,” she whispered. “I want to play with you first.” He watched as she took him between her fingers. She kissed his stomach, moving her hand up and down.

Marion watched his cock respond to her touch. The supple skin stretching and rolling around the firm meat. She lost track of time as she played with the marvellous creation.

Suddenly she noticed that his breath had become more rapid and shallow. His cock became even stiffer, twitched, and spurted milky fluid from its single glistening eye.

“Oh,” she said, instinctively letting go. Daniel cried out as he pumped his seed into the air. Seeing his discomfort, she seized his cock again and milked it. Had she hurt him? He gripped her shoulder hard enough to make her wince. In a few seconds he’d finished and sagged forward, gasping as his hair fell into his eyes.

Marion released him and wiped her hand on his hip. She wondered if she should apologise, but he beat her to it. “Forgive me Marion. I tried not to, but it has been so long and you…it…” He scooped up his underwear and used them to wipe himself clean. All the time he avoided her gaze.

“You did very well, and we have just begun. You have only made me more determined to use you further,” she said truthfully.

“I don’t think I could…” he started, but she cut him off.

“When you speak to me, call me ‘my Lady’. And I will decide when you have finished.” She stood up, close enough for his declining member to touch her cote. She looked down, then up at him with a smile. “Let me take care of that.” She put a hand on his slick chest and turned him round. “Lie down,” she said.

Daniel lay on his bed as she had done, his cock now flagging. She had work to do. Marion lifted her cote above one knee, placing her foot on the bed. His gaze ran up her ankle and along her hose. It stopped at the bare flesh above her calf. His embarrassment seemed to subside a little.

She unfastened her shoe and pulled it off, then untied the garter slowly. She discarded the thin strip of linen and rolled the hose down. Easing it over her heel, she bared her foot. His eyes followed the movement.

Marion repeated this with her left foot, leaving her shoes and hose under his bed. Now barefoot, she pulled her dress up over her head. She curved her body to stretch the under-smock against it. She glanced down between his legs as she dropped the cote. Getting there.

Next, she tugged up the skirt of her smock and drew that over her head too. She had gone naked underneath and unveiling that excited her greatly. Judging by the angle of his cock, it had the same effect on Daniel. Remembering the stories the village women told, she knelt by the bed. Gripping the base of his cock, she took its head in her mouth.

It tasted of salt-sweat, with a hint of thicker liquid beneath it. She sucked gently and drew back, pushing her tongue against the underside of his shaft. Daniel sobbed and sighed, stroking the back of her head. She gripped his thick wrist, pulling it away and pushing it down onto the bed.

Marion experimented by pulling back further, leaving just the head in her mouth. She stroked her tongue around it. He moaned again and his hips writhed, seemingly undecided whether to push or recoil. His cock felt as stiff and erect as at the start. She opened her mouth and let it spring free, winning another small cry.

Interesting, she decided, but she had a better use for it. She kissed him on the mouth, then stood up. She let him gaze at her nakedness from his prone position. His adoring, hungry look made her skin prickle. She felt like a queen.

Putting one knee on the bed she threw the other across him. She then held his cock steady, and lowered herself onto it.

With a sigh, she sat back, her full weight pushing him deeper inside her. She savoured the feel of him, and heard herself let out a low, contented “Mmmmm…”

“My Lady,” he whispered.

He lay transfixed, at her mercy, staring up adoringly. She pinned him to the bed despite being half his size. Not a queen, she thought, his goddess.

Slowly she rocked her hips, forcing him to close his eyes and gasp again. Looking ahead she gazed into space, running her hands up her thighs to her hips. Marion stroked her stomach, then squeezed her breasts. She pulled at her nipples and ran one hand up her neck into her hair. She rode and ignored her mount, as he bore and worshipped her.

After some minutes she reached forward and dragged her short nails over his body, sending twitches across his pained, ecstatic face. Lightly she scratched his stomach and he flinched, but she only rode him harder. He opened his eyes and took hold of her hips. She allowed it, stretching backwards so that her breasts stood proud. He reached for them as if he had heard her mental command.

He held her gently, too gently. She leant forward, pinched his nipples and twisted. He cried out and she laughed. Now she took his wrists and pinned them next to his head. Her hair hung into his face and she ground down, shifting her weight, exploring. “You desire me don’t you,” she whispered.

If he heard her, he didn’t respond.

“I said ‘you desire me, don’t you?’” she said, loud and clear.

His eyes snapped open. “Yes, my Lady. Yes, I desire you.”

“Am I beautiful?”

“Yes Marion.”

“Call me ‘My Lady’,” she said, lifting herself so he nearly slipped out of her.

“My Lady,” he whined, then groaned as she thrust down. Still holding his wrists, Marion started to fuck him earnestly. He grunted beneath her, and she felt her orgasm approaching. She chased it.

Now Daniel called out, “My Lady, my Lady.” She barely heard him over her own ragged pants. He was not important anymore.

She came, and it felt as if she had broken into a rage. She bore down on him, almost growling through her convulsions. He came then for a second time, and nearly threw her off as he bucked. Marion’s orgasm finished long after his.

He looked up at her with finger sized welts on his chest. “My Lady,” he whispered again. Marion swept her hair out of her eyes, kissed him, then lay against him.

After her pulse had regained a sensible pace, she considered her conquest. She had seduced him, but had she won him?

Eventually she clambered off and started to find her clothes.

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“Ahh!” Evan violently leapt backwards as the backpack violently erupted tuna, mayonnaise, and relish onto his shoe. “These are my favorite shoes,” he growled, “How dare you do this to my favorite shoes?!”

Before Gracie could react he kicked the backpack into her face and stormed off in a fit. Gracie didn't have time for this. She had to go meet her friend. In a flash she was back on her feet with her soggy backpack in hand. She wiped her face off and started running down the road towards the industrial district.

In the alley between the abandoned warehouse and the condemned paper factory, Gracie put down her backpack and propped herself up on a small dumpster against the factory's wall facing the warehouse. She dangled her legs off the side and cheerfully announced, “I'm here, Mister Wall!”

Did you bring food?

“Yes I did, Mister Wall! Tuna fish sandwiches, but Evan smooshed them in my backpack...”

Give it to me.

Gracie picked her backpack off of the ground and brought it over to the crack in the wall. The cracked, bloodshot eyes above it followed her unblinking as she moved closer. The crack split and revealed a fleshy interior with large, blocky teeth similar to those of a hippopotamus lining the top and bottom of the gaping maw. She fished out the mushy sandwiches clinging to the tin foil. “Great, this is going to be a mess!” she groaned.

Just give it all to me.

“But there's foil, you can't eat foil silly!”

I told you to give it all to me.

Gracie shrugged and threw the shredded foil matted with smashed sandwiches into the maw. The mouth closed into a crack again and the eyes watched her as the wall chewed. Then the chewing stopped. The eyes moved slowly down to look at the soaked, green backpack.

There is more food,” the wall croaked.

“I can't get all of the tuna fish off of my backpack, Mister Wall!” Gracie teased. The wall stared at her and started to bare its teeth.

There is more food,” the wall croaked again, this time the raspy, throaty voice resembling more of a growl, “Just give it all to me.

Head turned down, Gracie reluctantly tossed the backpack into wall's mouth. It chewed and stopped. Gracie looked back up at its eyes, “Mister Wall, what would happen if I stopped feeding you?”

The wall's eyes stared back at her. Each pupil was as large as the child's head. The glassy surface of the eyes hovered over pulsating red veins like wires. After a pause, the wall uttered, “I need more food.” Eager to please Mister Wall, Gracie ran back home.

“Well you're just going to have to eat here,” Gracie's mother insisted, “After that Evan Meyers boy stole your backpack I'm not sending you out with any more food!”

“But Mom! I get hungry when I go out and play!”

“Gracie, when you grow up you are going to thank me for not letting you ruin your metabolism! Now go outside to play and if you get hungry you can come back inside, but no more food outside!"

Gracie stomped out into her front yard. Distraught, she sat at the curb and pondered. How would she get food? Could she ask the butcher? Did she have anything she could trade for food? Could she ask an adult for money? Maybe if she found a stray dog....

Just at that moment, a bouncy ball ricocheted off the side of Gracie's head and left her laying on her side. Evan Meyers walked up and retrieved the ball before sticking his tongue out at her and starting to walk away.

Before she even realized it, Gracie was on her feet shouting at Evan, “Hey you meanie if you don't start acting nice to me you're never going to get to see my super cool club house!”

That caught his attention.

“This better not be a joke,” Evan threatened as he followed Gracie down the street in front of the abandoned warehouse, “I'm going to make you eat dirt if this isn't as amazing as you say it is.”

“You're going to be so amazed that you're going to want to tell everybody about it,” Gracie said with excitement, “but you can't tell anybody! It's a secret!”

They walked around the corner and Gracie brought Evan in front of the face. The face stared at Gracie, while Evan stared dumbfounded at the eyes on the wall. Gracie put her finger to her lips as she gave the wall a knowing face.

“This is my club house. But to get in, you have to know the password!”

“Tell me what the password is then!” Evan demanded, approaching the face and putting his hand on the crack of the mouth.

“You have to guess,” Gracie teased, “If I tell you it won't work.”

“Butts!” Evan guessed, “Password! Gracie is stupid! Open sesame! Swordfish! Hammer!”

Gracie winked at the wall. It just stared blankly back at her. She looked to Evan, “Try dinner!”

Evan turned around and looked at her confused, “Dinner?”

The wall's mouth opened as wide as it could and bellowed, “Give me the food!

Evan spun around and was stunned by the opened mouth. Gracie charged him from behind and he tumbled head first into the foul-smelling maw. Evan thrashed and struggled as the wretched flesh around him writhed and kept him from regaining balance, pulling him deeper in with each pulse.

The mouth started to close and Evan reached out for help. Gracie stuck her tongue out at him and pushed his arm into the mouth. As she did, Evan suddenly pushed his hand forward and grabbed her arm. He yanked her forward toward the mouth. She screamed as the crack closed around her head and arm. Gracie could feel the teeth start to chew on Evan as she heard the sounds of his bones cracking. He retained his grasp and pulled her deeper forward. Then the teeth started gnawing on her arm. She screamed more but was muffled inside of the mouth of the wall. The further in she was dragged the more her arm was crushed and mangled by the teeth. And then she felt teeth press on either side of her head.

With a crunch, Gracie's body squirming outside of the wall's mouth suddenly fell limp. The wall continued to chew. Then it opened its mouth a little and pulled the rest of her body in. Then it closed its mouth again and continued to chew. Then it stopped. It closed its eyes and mouth. The cracks in the wall where the face had been sealed themselves. The warehouse was once again abandoned.

Credited to William John Holly

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Chapter 35

After a few minutes rest I moved and started kissing Jen and hugging her close, she loved having her neck kissed and I made sure I placed plenty on her mot sensitive spots.  I went to her lips kissing her gently lightly spreading her lips with the tip of my tongue. I was rewarded with soft moans as she allowed me to get my tongue deeper to wrestle with her tongue. I sucked on the tip of her tongue and massaged her breast rolling the nipple between my fingers. I leaned and sucked in the other nipple then biting it softly. After thoroughly loving her breast I kissed and licked my way to her mound where I gently licked her clit and worked my down.

I kissed and licked and sucked from her clit to her perineum. Jen loved to have her perineum licked it was her secret hot spot l had found it by accident and I enjoyed setting her off with it. I lifted her leg so I could spread her wide to allow me to have access to her perineum and her most sensitive places of her pussy. I licked, fingered and sucked. Her hips were responding to me and her moans were growing louder and more intense the desire building.

I lifted my head from her crotch to see Lorrie laying next to her as she had to me. Lorrie had her hand and was kissing the back of it. I inserted two fingers and sucked harder on her clit I began stroking those fingers in and out slowly adding a twisting motion. I could tell she was close the moans were now continuous her hips were loosing their rhythm thrusting erratically.

I allowed plenty spittle to run down the crack of her ass, I wet my thumb and pushed it against her rectum withdrew it a little to allow more lube there. I pushed hard and as my thumb popped into her ass I bit gently on her clit. Jen screamed as her orgasm took over her body, her legs pushed down hard on the bed lifting her pussy hard against my face. I finished her off by rapidly thrusting my fingers into her orifices. Jen went limp so I moved up beside her and kissed her,

I leaned over her and kissed Lorrie on the cheek and fore head, then started to pull away. Lorrie pulled me back and kissed me hard on the lips even giving me a little tongue before pulling away. She was smiling, her eyes sparkling. She said “one day soon I think I will be ready it is so wonderful to just be a part of the feelings and love you share”.

We showered, put dry sheets on the bed and the three of went to sleep, and Lorrie spooned tight against me which seemed to be her favorite position. Some time during the night we rolled, when I woke in the morning it was me spooning against Lorrie. I had one arm under her, one over her with a hand full of her breast lightly massaging it. As soon as I realized what I was doing I stopped and pulled my hand away, she was apparently awake. Lorrie giggled and said “you’re a sneaky one even in your sleep I have to watch you”.

Tuesday went fast Lorrie went to her classes, Jen went to work. I did all the normal house hold things, cleaned, did the wash. I went down to the gym and did a work out. While I was down there I looked through Jakes kinky collection of goodies. By myself I could take time to look at everything real good. He had a complete set of leather apparel both male and female, all kinds of bdsm toys whips, floggers, dungeon equipment   including urethral sounds and the largest collection of vibes, dildo and strap on and inflatable’s  I had seen outside of an adult store. There was also one cabinet that was locked as I continued my search I found the key. There were a dozen big photo albums plus home made vhs tapes and DVDs along with camera equipment. A quick thumb through of the photo albums showed wild sex parties in this very room. When I had time I was definitely going to look at those videos and pictures.

I received several e-mails from the college security department informing me that multiple deliveries had been made. That should have been the rest of the things that I needed for the seminar.

Joe sent me an e-mail that Homer was done awaiting my inspection and approval before being carried to the field house. I replied to all that I would be there Wednesday afternoon to assist with the final preparations so Jenny and I could do a final rehearsal that evening.

Kate also sent a e-mail that she had the video ready and would be there Wednesday night to run it with the rehearsal.

I was at the college at noon on Wednesday. The mats, plants and everything was in place by three. I met with Joe and he filled in on the secrets of Homer.

He had used inner tubes inflated at low pressure for the legs, an inner tube partially filled with water and low air pressure to make the whole center of the body, a heavy duty water balloon partially filled with water made the head painted with eyes and a leer. He also had a beat up baseball hat glued on. It was fastened with mono filament netting to the body making it look like he has scars the pants must have been size 50 they were big and the shirt had been sewed to the pants to keep everything together.  An old pair of work boots filled with sand and tied to legs of the pants finished it off. A wooden stand held it upright with leather straps that made it look like he had on suspenders. It was perfect we could beat it kick it and have a ball with it.

The rehearsal went great I had two possible endings prepared we were ready now everything was in place. The question was would I have a job the day af


tagCelebritiesFuck Me And My Mom 02: The Mayers

Fuck Me And My Mom 02: The Mayers

All the characters are over the age of eighteen

2: The Mayers

Hey, James Rock here with another 'Fuck me and my Mom'. I've already mentioned how I fucked and filmed the Gilmore Girls, sweet innocent Rory and her wanton slut Mom, Lorelai. Well, as I suspected that was a hit and a half, I uploaded it to the website and the server almost melted. But I'm not a man who can rest on his laurels. Or rather I know once my customers have jacked off a two dozens times to Lorelai's creamed covered face and Rory licking it clean they want something new.

Which is why Brandi, my camerawoman, and I, are sitting in a car park in a small mid-American town called Fairview as Brandi fiddles with the camera. She's struggling with getting the focus right and I'm tapping my fingers impatiently on the steering wheel, because I'm due to be tapping two fine felines, not fucking around in a car park. And Suze my make-up girl is home alone with them and she's suffering marital difficulties and will probably either bore them to death or spend so long all the men are bastards speech, that they'll be burning bras as I arrive or wandering around with a bicycling fish T-shirt. Jeez, the travails of being a porn purveyor, its not all tits and ass – though there's enough of that to make me suffer through five hours in a car with Suze whining and Brandi swearing at Japanese tech under her breath.

"Got it," said Brandi triumphantly shoving the lens in my face. I started the engine and put the car in gear. Slowly we edged out of the car park and into the street as I waited for Brandi to say her line. She was so long in speaking I thought she'd forgotten it, but eventually she spoke, "So James, who we seeing today?"

"A damn hot pair of honeys, Susan and Julie Mayer. They're so fuckable that they'd give a Jelly Marshmallow a fuckin' hard on" I replied.

I pretended to scrabble around for the letter in my pocket, though for road safety reasons I'd memorised (and the original is back in the office anyway). But I'm an actor and if Suze can claim she always faked her orgasms I'm good enough to fake reading a letter.

"Dear James," I began, "My Mom Susan Mayer has recently suffered a bit of a dry spell with her getting a divorce from my Dad after he screwed half of Fairview and her next boyfriend turning out to be a drug-dealer cop-killer. So to perk her up could you come round and fuck her? Oh and me. Love and kisses. PS here's a picture."

It was the picture that sold me. In my business you get dozens of Moms and daughter's giving sob-stories about how badly they need cock. If I went for them all by the end of the week I'd be so limp I'd need a splint. So I'd been close to throwing this one in the bin, but then I saw the photo. It was a holiday snap – on the beach. Susan was standing next to her daughter her arm round her as they both stared at the camera. It was even the fact that they were topless that made my pants move, but something in their faces, that alluring slutty sultriness that separate a jack-off and forget from the real humdingers which remain hidden on your hard drive. I knew as soon as I saw the sexy smiles that I was going to have these two. And our morning meeting as we'd gone over the contracts and I'd explained the plot line hadn't dampened my enthusiasm.

I'd left Suze to get them ready, whilst me and Brandi hit the local burger bar and saw the sights – which took us all of ten minutes. Though that said if I'd known how long it had been going to take for Brandi to get in gear I'd have spent five less minutes admiring the Revolutionary War monument. Just thinking about Susan and Julie was making my prick as hard as lead and it ain't easy trying not to jump the lights when your mind is wandering to teenie pussy and Milf ass. Brandi flicked the camera down to focus on the large lump in my shorts as she said, "Yeah, I can see those two sluts look like they could do with something up and the word I'm looking for isn't perking..."

I laughed, a deep manly rumble which I'd been perfecting for a couple of weeks and had been aching to try out on camera, "I'll be getting something up and once I do so will they... up the ass."

"They do look like they'd like a bit of anal-loving, they've got that 'fuck my slut butt' look about them. I'll bet they're a right dirty pair," said Brandi.

"They better be," I replied, "as they're going to be covered in my cum..."

I swung the car right into Wisteria Lane. About half way down was the Mayers and I slid my car into the drive. Suze was at the door as Brandi filmed me getting out. My make-up girl gave me the thumbs-up to show they were ready, before closing the door. Brandi followed me as I walked to the door and rang the doorbell. Julie Mayer had been waiting behind it, as instructed, and immediately opened it. She gave a squeal of excitement, as if she hadn't realised I was going to be there, before turning round and shrieking, "Mom, Mom, you'll never guess who's here."

She sped into the house to find her Mom (hopefully waiting in the lounge or we'd have to reshoot). I followed her, with Brandi behind me, her camera tracking Julie's movements and to be fair with a tiny pair of shorts and a cropped T-shirt Julie was damned easy on the lens. We walked into the main-room, as Susan Mayer pretended to be surprised at the my sudden appearance. She put her hand to her mouth and gasped, before turning to her daughter, "Is that who I think it is?"

"James Rock," said Julie, "I wrote as you were feeling low and I hoped he'd come to cheer us up. I honestly didn't think he'd come..."

I grinned as Susan's gaze dropped to my bulge. It didn't need the acting skills of Emma Thompson to show she was impressed, as she licked her lips lustfully, like an lioness sizing up an gazelle. She walked over to stand next to me and moved her hand over my lump, her eyes widening in surprise as she felt its girth and length under my shorts; no longer a lioness, now more a mongoose hypnotised by a Cobra. She stepped back her eyes still fixated on my tent in my shorts, "Julie, you are such a great daughter."

"She sure is," I agreed, "Don't you think she deserves a kiss from her Mom?"

"I do," agreed Susan. She turned to Julie and slid her arm round the teen's back, drawing her close. Bending her head down she moved her mouth over her daughter's. It wasn't your typical Mommy kiss as they both opened their lips and touched their tongues against each other. They slipped and slithered, slurping sexily as they mouth each other. It was like they were chewing an invisible piece of gum as they opened and closed their lips, passionately embracing. Susan pulled back and ran her hand through Julie's hair, "Thank you Julie, you always thinking of me."

"It's nothing Mom," simpered Julie, her eyes switched down to my packet and she grinned, "I've got an ulterior motive..."

"You want to share him?" asked Susan in mock shock. She put her head to one side, "Well... I guess I shouldn't be greedy as long as James agrees."

I don't call the website 'Fuck me and my Mom' for nothing and anyway it says in the contract that I bang them both. So I gave my manly laugh, "I think share and share alike is a motto to live by."

"That's a yes then," said Brandi, breaking the fourth wall.

"Mmmnnn, that's good," replied Susan turning to face me whilst still letting her hands slide the flesh of her daughter's waist between the top of her mini-short and the bottom of her cropped halter top. Julie gave a sexy pout and pushed her body forward so that her tits stood firmly against the material. Susan smiled down at her "Let me help you out of that."

"Thanks Mom," said Julie and held up her arms to allow her Mom to pull off the top and throw it to the corner. The teen's perky bosom sprang free and she turned to the camera so that Brandi could zoom in on them.

"Hey that's a nice pair," I laughed, "What does Mom think?"

Susan moved behind Julie and slid her arms round the teen's front so she could fondle them. She gripped the firm pair in her hands and rubbed the nubs between her forefinger and thumb until the nipple was hard. The teen giggled as Susan nuzzled her neck before saying, "I wish I had titties like that..."

"Oh Mom, yours are really fine. They're much bigger than mine... a real mouthful," said Julie. She turned and moved her hands round the back to unzip her Mom's dress. Brandi skittered round to film the unzipping and then back to the front as Julie stepped back to allow her Mom to shake her dress off and show her own tits; they were larger than Julie and more bouncy. Different from Julie's, but it was like comparing whisky and champagne, both are drinkable.

"They look a mouthful," I agreed with Julie, "but let's check."

I moved into shot and took one of the tits in my mouth. I sucked at the teat, licking at it and pulled it out with my teeth. Susan moaned with a passion as my tongue moved over it. I slowly drew back, "Seems like a mouthful, but Julie you want to give a second opinion?"

The teen minx didn't need asking twice, diving onto the left tit she latched her mouth onto it and began suckling it like her Mom was still giving out milk. Susan gasped and groaned, her back bucking and stretching as Julie slurped at first her left and then her right bosom. The teen's tongue tantalised the tits and Susan's hands slid up and down Julie's naked back. After a couple of minutes Julie straightened and wiped her mouth of saliva as she turned back to the camera, "They're a mouthful," she agreed.

The teen leaned back into her Mom, rubbing her back against the Milf's large tits. Susan reached down and started to undo Julie's shorts. The teen giggled as the button popped and her Mom slid her hand beneath them and onto her puss, "That's good,"

"Let's get them off properly and see that cute little slit," I said.

Julie broke away from her Mom and turned her ass towards the camera. Bending over she slowly peeled the shorts down; she hadn't bothered with underwear. Once the shorts had dropped to her ankles she stepped out of them and slid a hand down to her pussy before turning round to face us again. Her fingers were making an inverted 'V' over her slot and pulling it gently apart. A tiny touch of liquid was already forming.

"Now that's one fuckable twat," I said, before turning to Susan, "So like Mother like Daughter is it?"

"Of course," laughed Susan. She hooked her fingers under the elastic of her panties and pulled them off. Her cunt was also cutely fuckable, though unlike the smoothness of her daughters it had a tiny landing strip of fuzz, which added to its splendour. And like Julie the first seepings of girl cum were starting to form.

Mom and daughter moved side by side, their hands dropping to the rub each other's behinds as Brandi zoomed in and out. I quickly got out of my own clothes, my rock hard prick spring to attention as soon as it was able. The girls tittered to each other as they looked at my twelve incher, I guessed each of them both excited at the prospect and nervous at that much meat impaling them.

I extended my middle digit and walked between them. In unison I slid the finger into the waiting slits. I quickly moved them in and out, hitting the clit and making both Susan and Julie wet. Even as they groaned in excitement my mouth was colliding with Julie. I pushed my tongue against her and pushed it down to the bottom of her mouth. Her lips pushed against mine and she battled to rise her tongue. I flicked out and switched to Susan, making out with her as I had with her daughter. My finger was still hammering home, the damp pussy's becoming even more lubricated.

I broke from Susan and slid my fingers out. I held them up to their mouths and the Mayers slid their lips round them and sucked it clean of their own juice. I grinned, "Looks like I've lubricated you? So Susan you want to lubricate me?"

"Yes," laughed Susan and flicked her hair back enticingly as she dropped to her knees. Her tongue teased at my erect prick, licking round and down from the tip to my ball sack. The tease didn't last long though, she quickly opened her mouth and started to swallow me. Her sexy daughter moved round and began to push herself into her Mom's back, keeping her in position as her hands caressed the larger titties of the Milf. I groaned, Susan was one hell of a good sucker, managing my cock like an expert. She pushed at it with her tongue, guiding it so I was pushing it the soft inside wall of her cheek and making it look like she had a nut in her mouth.

"That's good," I groaned and punched my prick forward.

Susan slurped harder, her eyes smiling even if her mouth was clamped into position. Behind her I could hear Julie groaning with excitement. She was still rubbing her body against her Mom's, but only one hand was massaging her Mom's front, the other was desperately fingering the teen's own slit. It was with reluctance I pulled out; if I remained in Susan's mouth I'd cum like an elephant though it would be a damned short porno... the things we do for our craft.

Susan wiped her mouth and looked up imploringly at me, "Fuck me, fuck me hard."

I can't resist a damsel in distress, so I helped Susan to her feet, "Sure thing baby."

Our lips locked and our tongues flicked against each other, my rock hard prick pushed into her stomach as my hands wandered down her sides. I moved them to where the top of her thighs and butt-cheeks connected and hefted her up. Susan was a pro, her lips not leaving mine as her feet left the floor and she twisted them round my back. I loosened my grip and let her fall back slightly so that she was angled at forty-five degrees from me. It wasn't easy sliding my cock into her cunt without hands, but luckily Julie was nearby. The vixen knelt beside her Mom and me and took my member in her hand. Teasingly she stroked it and I groaned at her touch.

"Julie" coaxed her Mom, "put it in me. You'll be next."

The teen licked her lips and guided my cock into her Mom's wet pussy hole. Susan wasn't virginal tight, but even so it wasn't easy cramming my large dick into her slot, slick though it was. I pushed and heaved as Susan dragged herself against me, gasping with pleasure as I widened her hole and crushed her clit. I moved my ass back and forth, using it as balance as I rammed into the wanton wet cunt, "Yes, yes, yes, fill me up," cried Susan.

She leant back, stretching her arms so her fingers were touching the floor. Her bosom bounced like two slabs of jelly as I continued to hammer her. Beside us Julie was still kneeling, one hand gripping her right tittie, the other rubbing at her teenage pussy. She too was groaning in anticipation, "Oh, fuck, fuck, I want that dick, don't use it all."

I certainly didn't want to use it all myself. Luckily for Julie and her Mom that wasn't likely to happen. Still I pulled out my cock and let Julie give it a lick clean. Her tongue washing away her Mom's juice as her Mom unhooked herself from me. She moved behind Julie and began to massage her daughter's shoulders as I fed the teen a little more prick, "You're a cocksucker, Julie; as good as your Mom."

Susan grinned at the compliment and I pulled the saliva soaked cock from her daughter's slutty mouth, "Now let me hit that juicy Mom cunt again."

I took Susan's hand and walked over to the couch. I sat down first and facing me Susan lowered her slit onto my cock. It was easier than before, the position meant penetration didn't mean putting my back out and my cock sped up her juiced up cunt. The Milf gave a groan of satisfaction as my twelve inches filled her hole and hit her G-spot, "Oh yes, fuck me hard."

We began to rock in unison, I shafted upwards as Susan began to bounce energetically. The springs on the sofa squeaked like a pack of demented mice as the brunette raised herself and hit down, her cum dribbling down my shaft and over my balls. Her titties were jumping and bobbing, rising as she jumped and slapping down as she landed. I held her waist encouraging her to go faster and deeper. She did, as my hands slithered over her sweaty skin, "God yes, that's it, God yes."

Beside her sat Julie, the teen had spread her legs and was playing lustily with her slit as she watched her Mom get fucked. Her fingers were hammering in and out of her cunt so quick that they were almost a blur and with each thrust a fine spray of cum spat out on over quim lips, "Uuurrgghh, urrrghhhh," she moaned as she hit her clit.

The sound of her Mom orgasming made Julie finger herself even more passionately. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened as she made little guttural sounds as she made herself cum. I pulled my cock out from her Mom, as the Milf screamed loudly and pushed her up. Susan tottered a few feet forward as I twisted Julie so she was lying on the sofa and I was poised above her, "Your turn..."

"Yes, good," gasped the eighteen year old. Her legs spread up and round, to hook round my back as I lowered my member into the tight waiting twat. She was tight, teenage tight, but experienced enough to shift her body up to meet me coming down. The hole was damp from her masturbating and whilst she gasped as my cock pushed at her walls I could move down without much difficulty. Her eyes fluttered and she let out little gasps of excitement, "Fuck me, fuck me hard. I want your big prick to rip me in half."

I began to do push-ups on her lithe body. My muscular physique hammered down on her, Julie's hard, firm tits pressing into me as I hit her. Each thrust shot my prick into her warm hole, the walls seeming to grip at my cock like a drowning man and a life-buoy. Julie's heels hammered at my back as she gasped and shuddered under my assault as she screamed "Yes, yes, fuck my tight pussy. I want big cock..."

It hadn't taken long for Susan to recover and she slid her thighs under Julie's head and began to rub her pussy with one hand. She slid the other between my pogoing body and her daughter to rub and play with the teen's perfect tits. Julie gave another gasp, "Oh fuck," she screamed and arched her back, "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."

I stood up and stood erect, my cock was dripping with her cum. But after two pussies it was after something stronger. Luckily Susan knew what I wanted and was prepared to give it me. She stood up and twisted round so her back was facing me (and the camera), before waggling her ass and bending over so that her butt was upraised and her fingers were leaning on the sofa cushions, just next to Julie's head. The Milf turned her head and provided me with a slut smile, "You want some of this big boy?"

She moved her ass again, so that the butt cheeks swayed from side to side.

"Sure, I could do some ass," I replied. Julie had recovered enough to slide her body, so that her feet was against the wall and her head was lying over the side of the sofa, with her eye line positioned right beneath her Mom's pussy. I moved behind Susan gripping her sides and levering my prick into her back hole. It was tight, even tighter than her daughter's sweet slit, but Julie's girl-juice helped ease the prick up her Mom's backdoor. Susan groaned and moved one of her fingers to her pussy. She entered the wet hole as I pushed down her butt and a few drips of juice dripped from it on to Julie's cute face.

The teen squealed and giggled as her Mom's cum bounced off her forehead, "Here let me help," she offered and lifted her head to slide her tongue into her Mom's cunt.

I started to slam harder, my cock racing up the Milf's chute and raging over her hidden G-spot like a tropical storm. Susan shuddered and gasped as my cock and her daughter's tongue jointly savaged her two favourite erogenous zones. Julie was a great a cuntlicker as she was cocksucker, lapping away like she'd been born to it. The two of us were making Susan scream like she was an Opera Star and drop juice like she was an overflowing damn. Harder and harder I hit her, my hands stroking up and down her sides before moving to her front to grip her tits; hard. The brunette squealed louder, "Fuck my ass, tongue my pussy. Slut fuck me."

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OAKLAND, Calif. вЂ” she happens to be offered for sex, offered via a huge selection of ads on Backpage.com since she ended up being 14, Tiffany claims, a webpage that expanded rich on categorized advertisements for solutions like escorts, human body rubs and dancers that are exotic. Definately not being truly a market for consensual exchanges, Backpage, the authorities stated, usually utilized teasers like вЂњAmber AlertвЂќ and вЂњLolitaвЂќ to signal that young ones had been on the market.

A federal grand jury inquiry in Arizona, two federal lawsuits and criminal charges in California accusing BackpageвЂ™s operators of pimping children, the website abruptly bowed to pressure in January and replaced its sex ads with the word вЂњCensoredвЂќ in red in the midst of a Senate investigation.

Nevertheless, Tiffany вЂ” a road name вЂ” would not stop utilising the web web site, she stated. Rather, her ads relocated to BackpageвЂ™s section that is dating. вЂњNew in town,вЂќ read a current one, making use of words which have become rule for offering intercourse. вЂњLooking for you to definitely go out with.вЂќ Other dating that is recent detailed one female as вЂњ100% youngвЂќ and recommended that вЂњoh daddy can I be your candy.вЂќ

Within the fight youngster intercourse trafficking, shutting down an epicenter like Backpage had been a victory that is major but one against a relentless foe that quickly unfurled brand brand new tentacles. The demise of BackpageвЂ™s adult adverts undermined the trade, but inaddition it illustrated exactly exactly how hard it really is to stamp out of the practice of selling kids for intercourse. Read More…