She was married. Sex videos I made such a wanton moan. My daughter rushed around me, bouncing like a little girl about to get cotton candy at the fair, her blue eyes so bright. I moaned into her cunt as it washed through me, driving me wild. “I’m your mother. I love cumming in your depths.”
“I bet,” giggled Jenny. My cum splashed across both their lips and faces. She tasted so good. Either way, I was having a hot threesome with them. The girl grabbed my ass, squeezing tight, her fingers digging into my cheeks. “I am so goddamn tired of your fighting,” I growled. I burst into James’s room. Jenny seized my bleached-blonde curls. He smacked over and over into my ass with his crotch. I squirmed as I handed over my keys to the valet and walked in. It was a glamorous hotel, built in the thirties, and with that delightful, art deco retro look about it. It sent tingles through me as she toyed with mine. No one here knew us. And you’re both pregnant with my child.”
“What?” Jenny gasped.
