12:01 PM"Oh my god ! You guys were so amazing !"Christine exclaims, cradling Aaron in her arms as the two couples lie English by English together in the sweat drenched, sperm splattered bed."I'm proud of you, dude…you lasted longer than I did… !"J.J. congratulates his younger full cousin."Not by much, dude…"Aaron admits modestly ; he's proud that he edged out J.J. in endurance, but he doesn't want to rub it in."You were pretty wonderful yourself, J.J. infant !"Tracey assures her stud, snuggling herself in his munition. The two happy match lie together in silence for the future few minutes, basking in the afterglow of copulation while watching the continuing New year's festivity on TV ; it's Henry Louis Aaron who finally breaks the silence again."Dude, we probably should get going…"the younger macho-man reminds his cousin."You don't have to go…you guy can stay here and sleep with us !"Christine go."Well, we told my mom that we'd be crashing at our friend Adam's place, and…"Aaron starts to explain, but J.J. cuts him off."Dude, it's too late to hit XTC up. No way are his parents gon na be cool with us going over there to crash at this hour…"“ But we can't go back to my sign of the zodiac ; my parents will ask too many questions !"Aaron answer."Then it's settled ! You guy are staying with us !"Christine announces happily."You know, Christine, if they're going to stay with us for the rest of the dark, I can believe of better things for us to do than sleep !"Tracey now says."You got that right, Tray !"Christine agrees eagerly."I'm up for it !"J.J. agrees."I don't know about Henry Louis Aaron, though…it's way past his bedtime !"“ I already proved that I can last as long as you can, dude…even longer !"Henry Louis Aaron quickly reminds his cousin-german, eagerly accepting the challenge of an all-night ass sitting with the two insatiate MILFs. Blessed with the sexual stamina that is Nature's natural endowment to teenage male child, it isn't very long before both studs find themselves fully erect again and quick for another rhythm of lovemaking…

12:16 PM Christine spreads her legs panoptic, and Hank Aaron lowers himself on top of her ; sliding his rigid creature into her, he starts to hurl. As Hank Aaron quickly finds his sensual rhythm and Christine starts to moan, J.J. inserts his stiffened peckerwood into Tracey and starts hammering away at her pussy. Soon, both studhorse are working up a exertion as they once again synchronize their thrusts, slamming into their better half, hip to pelvis, with auto like precision, showing the Saame accomplishment and technique with deep thrusting mish as they did with doggy. Having already ejaculated twice tonight, the adolescent have built up their endurance, and are still pounding away well past the five minute mark. Neither stud is even close to orgasm, but they're hitting just the veracious spot on their various mate ; Christine lets out a loud, piercing moan as an orgasm rocks her body, while Tracey wail in raptus as two orgasm plow into her, one after another."Oh my god ! You're such a stud !"Tracey gasp, looking up at grunting, sweat soaked J.J. as he systematically pummels her pussy with his piston like hip poking."This one's a stud, too, Tray !"Christine exclaims breathlessly, her hands gripping Aaron's hairy ass cheeks as he punishes her lovemaking slot with hammerlike thrusting."Wan na swap ? So we can try both of them out ?"Tracey suggests."Great idea, Tray ! C'mon guys…time to flip !"Christine calls out. Both rivet slam a few more spry thrusting into their various married person and then get out out, their strict, throbbing shaft pointing at the ceiling and slathered with slit juice. The two sweaty adolescent, panting for breath, fumble past each other as they switch partner ; J.J. shoves his prick into Christine's pussy and begins to hurl while Aaron slides his screwing joystick into a giggling Tracey and starts smashing her dear slot with unwavering, even chance event. Soon, both MILFs are crying out in ecstasy again as the standardised rivet cousin-german hammer them into multiple climaxes ; grunting loudly, and pouring elbow grease, the two adolescent keep pounding away, the pressure in their globe building steadily…

12:27 PM"You… gon na …cum…dude… ?"J.J. gasp out as he continues to pound Christine ; he's determined not to generate up his load first this clock time."You…first…dude…."Aaron replies breathlessly. The teenaged stud poker have now lasted for More than 10 proceedings of steadily twat plowing."Oh my god ! These Guy are machine !"Tracey cries out, looking up in amazement at 15 year old Henry Louis Aaron as he hammers her with steady, rapid thrusting."car with big dicks !"Christine moan in reception as J.J. smashes her into another orgasm with his 8 inch pussywrecker. Finally, Aaron can endure no longer. The studhorse lets out a pant as his balls convulse, spewing his man goop into Tracey's pussy."Oh yeah, child ! Yeah !"Tracey moans, joining him in climax as the genetical slime of yet another teenage boy is blasted deep into her babymaker. With a moan, Aaron pulls his cum oozing tool out of the MILF and flops down on his dorsum next to her. Sweating heavily and panting, he looks up at the ceiling and listens to the beast like grunting of J.J. and the moaning of Christine as they continue their horizontal love terpsichore ; he can sense the mattress shock and quiver with each one of his cousin's malleus like hip thrusting. Tracey snuggles herself up against him, whispering perfervid Holy Writ of lust in his ear ; she then raises her caput to watch J.J. plow her booster."Yeah, J.J. ! Fuck that kitty !"she calls out, cheering the 16 year old stud on as Christine lets out a loud orgasmic moan ; she's just achieved another climax and J.J. still shows no star sign of giving up his load…

12:30 PM"clotheshorse, you're an fauna !"Hank Aaron calls out as his full cousin still pounds away at Christine."Go, J.J. ! Woohoo !"Tracey shouts with all the fervor of a heights schooltime cheerleader."Oh my god ! Oh my god !"Christine moans, as the stud hammers her into another sexual climax. J.J. just oink in response ; with the effort rolling off of him, he's determined to teach Henry Louis Aaron a example in endurance. Finally, after almost 15 second of intensive pussy buffeting, the stud's crackpot convulse spasmodically and his tool begins to spew."Oh piece of tail ! Oh fuck !"he gasps loudly, feeling lightheaded as his ejaculatory muscle spasm forcefully wrench thick clod of spermatozoan out of his Ball and send them hurtling into the furthest compass of Christine's love box."Oh my god !"Christine moan as she joins him in climax ;"Yay ! Woohoo !"Tracey cheers, as the stud's tool continues to spurt…

12:35 AM Both couples wait for the brief recuperation time that the two teens will involve before being ready to start another bout. Suddenly, Christine sits up in bed with a start."What's wrong, Christine ?"asks an dismay Tracey, sitting up in turn."Yeah, what's up ?"Aaron echoes her ; J.J., still in a post ejaculatory daze, just grunts."I heard something downstairs ! In the support way !"Christine voicelessness in a panicked voice."Are you sure ?"Tracey asks, now lowering her own voice to a voicelessness."Yes ! I KNOW I heard something down there !"Christine answer."Hopefully it's not Bill…"Tracey says, trying not to giggle at the idea."It can't be him…I'd better go downstair to see what it is !"Christine reply, getting up and pulling a sheet off the bed."Are you sure that's a skillful idea ? Maybe we should just call the fuzz,"Tracey advises her."Do you require me and Henry Louis Aaron to go down there and check it out ?"J.J. now offers, finally starting to recover his pot."No, I'll be okay. It's probably just the cat prowling around down there…"Christine replies, wrapping the sheet around herself as she starts to head up out the chamber threshold."Be careful !"Tracey calls out after her, snuggling herself tightly up against Henry Louis Aaron."You guy cable are SO amazing !"she gushes to the two adolescent as they wait for Christine to return from her reconnaissance foreign mission."Yeah, we know !"Hank Aaron replies, flashing his bitstock in a cocky picayune smirk."Yo, this dude…he's only been with one wench before tonight…can you believe it… ? I'm proud of you, dude !"J.J. praises his full cousin."Wow ! Oh my god ! You're such a macho-man, Aaron ! You both are !"Tracey exclaims happily. Just then, Christine reenters the sleeping accommodation with a familiar anatomy in tow ; Steve, the redheaded football game stud."face who I found asleep on the sofa !"the MILF announces, loosening the bed sheet that she's wrapped up in and letting it break down to the level."My ride left without me ! What an arse !"the lentigo faced constellate explains in a drowsy vocalization, rubbing the slumber from his eyes. Bare ass naked except for his backwards baseball cap and with his pecker already stiffening, Steve perks up quickly and is soon ready to join the afterparty for a few more than rounds of carnal fun…

12:45 AM"C'mon…I wan na ass !"Steve exclaims impatiently as Christine tongues his orchis."Relax, babe…we're all going to have fun together…give the other guy rope a span more second to get cook !"Christine replies soothingly, before running her natural language up and down the length of the redhead's inflexible shaft."Hank Aaron's ready !"Tracey announces happily, bobbing her head up and down on the stud's stiffened puppet."And J.J.'s almost there…"she adds, testing J.J.'s rapidly engorging member with her mouth."This is the biography, dudes…getting our dicks sucked like this !"J.J. exclaims happily, as Tracey gives his Lucille Ball a flick of her tongue before turning her attention back to Henry Louis Aaron. All three handsome teen studs are lined up in a row in the oversized bed, lying on their vertebral column as the MILFs diligently work their cock, prepping them for another round of fucking. Just then, Christine slips herself into Steve's coat of arms and outset making out with him. In between kisses, she whispers something in his ear."No, I never did…"the scantling answer, as Christine paws his chest with her hands."Wan na try… ?"she asks him, as Tracey quizzically peers over at them."Yeah…sure…that'd be cool…"the macho-man agrees."What are you guy cable talking about over there… ?"Tracey asks ; Christine ignores her."cool ! Don't say anything !"Christine William Tell Steve, clambering out of bed."I'll be compensate back !"she calls out over her shoulder, her luscious ass impudence jiggling as she scurries to the bathroom."What are you guys up to… ?"Tracey repeats her question to Steve."Can't tell you…"the redheaded stud replies, lying back on his pillow and looking up at the roof as he slowly fondles his stiff tool with his hand."Okay, be like that !"Tracey replies petulantly, returning her backtalk to J.J.'s pecker."Mmmm…you're all quick to go, J.J., child !"she purrs happily, delighted with the stud's rigidness as he achieves a fresh, full erecting.

Just then, Christine reemerges from the john, holding a belittled object that looks like a toothpaste tube in her hand."What's that ?"Tracey asks, looking up as her Friend approaches the bed."It's lube…Steve is going to fuck both of us up the ass while we ride Aaron and J.J….double penetration !"Christine replies happily, handing the subway system to Steve."Oh, no he's not ! I've never done that in my life ! My back door is closed !"Tracey replies emphatically, as the redheaded stud opens the tube, squirts some lubricator onto his hand and starts slathering up his throbbing bill."No worries, this is my first time, too…"the freckle faced teenaged reply, shrugging his articulatio humeri."Oh my god ! He doesn't even sleep with what he 's doing ! Christine, I'm NOT doing this !"Tracey exclaims, as J.J. and Aaron look on eagerly."DP, dude ! Just like we saw in that video !"J.J. exclaims."Yeah, with that blonde chick…Awesome, dude !"Henry Louis Aaron replies, both cousins flashing their braces in wide grins."I'm not blonde…and I'm NOT a smut star !"Tracey exclaims as Steve smirks at her, squeezing more lube directly onto his already gunked-up love worm."You guys shouldn't be watching telecasting like that…you're too young…"Christine admonishes the two rivet cousin, wagging her finger reproachfully at them. Ignoring Tracey's proceed protests, she now walks over to a slight console in the box of the sleeping accommodation. Opening the console, she pulls out a bottle and two shot drinking glass and saunters back over to the bed."You've never turned down a guessing with me before, Tray…"Christine reminds her supporter, as she pours the 110 proof rum into the pellet deoxyephedrine and then hands one of them to Tracey."Oh no, Christine…don't make me do this… !"Tracey exclaims, the awe visible in her wide-open eyes as she takes the glass in her hand ; she knows that there'll be no turning back once they do the crack together."C'mon…It'll loosen you up…"Christine reassures her."It's going to hurt… !"Tracey protests, trying to delay the inevitable for as long as potential."Yeah, it'll hurt at first…a little…"Christine admits."But then it'll be SO awing ! And Steve will be mollify with you…won't you, Steve… ?"“ Yeah, I'll be gentle…real gentle…"the redheaded he-man response with a smirk as he strokes his hungriness, lube slathered love louse."But Christine… !"Tracey starts to protest again, but her friend impatiently silences her."It'll be a good experience for you…c'mon…down the hachure !"“ What am I getting myself into… ?"Tracey moans as the two MILFs clink ice and then thrash back their shots."Woohoo !"Christine yelps as the shot explodes inside her like an alcoholic fireball ;"Oh my god !"Tracey gasp breathlessly."Hey, what about us… ?"Henry Louis Aaron pipes up, flashing his braces in a winsome, boyish grin."You guys definitely aren't getting any of this…"Christine replies curtly, not letting herself be drawn in by the teen's cuteness."Yeah, you guys just get back into bed…you're not here to get drunk !"Tracey common scold Aaron and his feller stud poker, the powerhouse rum already going to her head. J.J. and Henry Louis Aaron get back into bed, side by side, lying on their backs ; propped up with pillows, they grip their stiffened tools, holding them in readiness for the two MILFs to hop on.

"You ready there, stud… ?"Christine asks Steve."Fuck yeah !"the redheaded scantling replies eagerly, his straining, pulsating lovemaking tool all slickened and gunky with lube and pointing straight up at the ceiling."Okay…let's get this over with…"Tracey says reluctantly, slipping onto J.J.'s lap and wriggling herself into place on his rigid love joint ; while she's more than well-chosen to ride cowgirl on J.J., she's not looking forward to being plugged up the ass by Steve, or by anyone else, for that matter. Grinding her hip into J.J., she reaches for his backtalk with her own and the two commutation a sultry kiss as she gradually accelerates her tempo to a warm bounciness. Meanwhile, Christine mounts Aaron, locking herself into place on his hardened fuck control stick ; she's in no hurry and starts her teen stallion off at a walk."Steve, dude…the back room access's open !"Henry Louis Aaron calls out as Christine slowly grinds herself on his throbbing pecker. Steve gives his petrified love worm two or three fast pump with his handwriting."Hard as a rock !"he announces proudly, flashing his braces in a wicked little grin ; in fact, he has one of the stiffest foul-up he's ever had, his woodpecker yearning to bury itself in two hook up with nookie."C'mon, Steve ! What are you doing ?"Christine calls out impatiently over her shoulder. She stops rocking herself on Aaron's cock and flattening her upper body and Delicious pair of booby against the stud's sweaty chest, she raises her ass, her well rounded cheeks beckoning end.

As Aaron wraps his arms around Christine and holds her tightly in stead, Steve gets in position behind her. Two holes are seeable ; the lower one is filled with Hank Aaron's inflamed humanity and the vertical sassing that frame it almost seem to be smiling, pleased with their Brigham Young, male visitant. Just above is Steve's target area, the little, pinpoint opening that will be made to admit him and his 6 inch love life control stick. He presses the thick, lube slathered head of his tool against the bantam opening night ; he meets resistance from the narrow aperture but pushes forward. Christine lets out a blue small giggle and starts making out with Hank Aaron as she feels the bulbous, majestic tip roughly push open her back door."Oh my god !"Tracey gasp, slowing down her pace on J.J.'s dick ; she watches in fascination as Steve's rigid, veiny love worm steadily vanishes from sight, burying itself between Christine's shapely ass cheeks."Mmmm…yes ! ! !"Christine purrs as she feels the tighten cock plunge deeper."So fucking tight… !'Steve oink as he pushes his hips forward, enjoying the look of Christine's sphincter gripping his lubed up, rock hard wang. Finally, his pelvic arch gently nudges the MILF's bare ass buttock ; he's now sink balls deep in her El Salvadoran colon. He draws his pelvic girdle back and then advertise them forward ; he can still feel ohmic resistance, so he pulls back again, and plunges back in, more forcefully this time. With Christine moaning loudly, the redheaded stud quickly finds his rhythm as his sweetie, forceful jab loosens up her dirtpipe ; soon his fountainhead lube tool is hammering Christine's ass with destructive ease. Meanwhile, awkwardly at first off, but with increasing proficiency, Henry Louis Aaron begins thrusting upwards, plumbing the depths of Christine's pussy."Oh my god ! Yes !"the MILF screams as the two stud poker vigorously work both her hole, quickly managing to coordinate their pelvic jab."You got ta try this, Tray !"she cries out to her friend, who's jouncing herself up and down on J.J.'s stiffened pecker."I don't know…"Tracey responds in a nervous voice : It looks fun, she thinks, but…taking a 6 inch dick up my ass ! Determined to grade both espouse nooky tonight, Steve pulls his throbbing roll in the hay probe out of Christine's back doorway, smirking as he watches the MILF's distended dickhead gape and pucker.

The lentigo faced stud slathers some more lube onto his lovemaking wand and then quickly gets in position behind Tracey."Oh my god !"Tracey exclaims fearfully, as J.J. wraps his subdivision around her and holds her tightly in berth ; obediently she raises her ass, presenting her cheeks for devastation. Steve nudges the bloated violet head of his cock against her lilliputian bring up incoming and roughly push his way in."Oh my, god ! J.J., what's he doing… ?"Tracey exclaims, her eyes opening wide as she feels a unbending dick where she's never felt one before. Instinctively she tenses her entire organic structure and especially her sphincter muscles."Yo, relax…"J.J. advises her gently, looking up at her contorted nerve as she squirms in his grasp."Yeah, Tray…don't engagement it… !"Christine chimes in, as she bounces herself comfortably up and down on Henry Louis Aaron ; a old hand cock rider, she's now pacing her teenage stallion at a Trotskyist."Tight…real…fucking…tight… !"Steve grunt as he pushes strong ; Tracey's shit is putting up a lot to a greater extent resistance than Christine's did, but the stud grits his teeth and pushes his hips forward. As the freckle faced stud's tool finally reaches the halfway stain, Tracey lets out a loud squeal of discomfort ;"Oh my god ! It hurts, J.J. ! It hurts !"she moans."You got ta relax…"J.J. replies soothingly."holy shit…SO…fucking…tight…"Steve grunts, grinding his teeth as Tracey's dirtpipe clutches his prick like a steel vise ; the stripling football macho-man is sweating profusely and the real ass fucking hasn't even started yet !"Relax…relax…"J.J. repeats in the same soothing voice as Tracey clutches him in a decease grasp, gasping with pain and trying not to cry out."You're doing soundly, Tray…you're almost there !"Christine calls out breathlessly, indifferent to her friend's torture ; the first time is always the hardest ! Finally, Steve's stiffened shaft completely disappears from sight ; he pauses for a second, allowing Tracey's back passage to close up itself up around its stiff, bloated intruder."Oh my god ! Oh my god !"Tracey whimpers in desperation."She's even tighter than you are !"Steve informs Christine."You safe relax her up then, stud… !"Christine responds cheerfully, bouncing herself steadily on a grunting, groaning Aaron. Steve draws his hips back, pauses for a moment and then pushes forward again ; Tracey lets out a loud, agonise yelp as her mean little asshole resists the rigid figure celestial pole. The stud ruthlessly pushes forward, burying his bone full duration, pulls it back and then slam dance it forward again. Several times he repeats the process, hammering plate with progressively more draw each prison term, as Tracey throws her head back and screams in torture. As J.J. keeps the MILF latched into place, penis snugly buried in kitty-cat, Steve thrusts with increasing forcefulness and ruthlessness."sanctum bull !"he gasps as he pounds Tracey's mudbox into submission with sledgehammer thrusting until, finally, his lubed up puppet starts sliding in and out with relative informality. After several minutes of brutal back door drilling, he finally pulls out his nooky reefer and surveys the impairment that he's inflicted. The MILF's whoreson gapes ; not completely destroyed yet, but the he-man has managed to force an hatchway."commodity harm !"Steve exclaims cheerfully as Tracey groan loudly in pain and despair.

"seed back over here !"Christine now calls out to the sweaty, panting stud ; Steve obliges and shoves his puppet back into Christine's dirtpipe, completing the full circuit of Christine-Tracey-Christine cross-contamination between the two MILFs. He starts thrusting away forcefully ; Christine's back door grips his well lubed pecker snugly, but the stud doesn't have to smash it down to get the job done and the MILF is soon moaning loudly in disco biscuit. As Steve reams her Costa Rican colon with forceful, steady jab, Hank Aaron starts hammering upwards. The double impact on her holes, pussy and ass getting slammed repeatedly, soon hurtles Christine into a series of screaming coming."Oh my god…that's so fucking hot… !"Tracey exclaims as she bounces herself on J.J.'s love joystick ; forgetting her own hurting, she watches the DP action, mesmerized."Oh my god, Tray…you got ta do this… !"Christine gasp breathlessly. She throws her head back and lets out a full-throated scream as both of her holes are devastated by the two rigid, thrusting human body Piston."You wan na try again… ?"J.J. asks in a gentle, coaxing tint ; he can tell from the look on Tracey's face that her lust is starting to overcome her veneration."You just got ta relax,"the stud quietly advises her."Oh my god…let's do it… !"Tracey cries out eagerly.

Steve hammers menage a few more poke that leave Christine moaning in ecstasy and then pulls his throbbing pecker out of her lay waste to, gaping asshole. His clod bloated with a fresh buildup of encumbrance, he place himself behind Tracey again and nestles the purpurate tip of his dearest spear against her back door."You ready for this… ?"he asks."Oh my god…YES !"Tracey cries out. The stud pushes his hips forward ; Tracey flinches and wriggle as she feels the fixed quill open up her endorse doorway and get down to dip deeper. but clutching the bedsheets, she manages to unstrain her sphincter muscleman. ‘ So…fucking…tight… !"Steve grunts, but this clip the going is well-off ; he's already forced an hatchway, plus Tracey isn't fighting him anymore, so his stiffened flesh probe meets a lot LE resistance and soon he's tooling her ass with steady, emphatic thrusting. Ruthlessly, J.J. now starts thrusting upward, plowing the MILF's twat with his stiff love Pole. Tracey shriek in suffering ; although her pussy appreciatively bathes J.J.'s tool with plentiful dear beloved, her tight picayune asshole still suffers from Steve's brutal jackhammer thrusting. Suddenly, there's a seismic fracture. The pain vanishes abruptly and Tracey can feel Steve's fuck beat slipping and sliding with surprise ease in her now thoroughly reamed out colon. She stops screaming ; she gasps as her body is jolted by the encroachment of the two teenage figure poles systematically and relentlessly working her nether part. painful sensation quickly becomes delight as the velvet rampart of her sphincter caress Steve's lubed-up, mercilessly thrusting man insect in a get laid embracing."Yes ! Yes ! Yes ! ! !"she screams as the two teen studs smash her first into one climax, then another and another."Way to go, Tray !"Christine cheers her on ; turned on by the DP devastation being inflicted upon her Friend, she starts bouncing herself furiously on Hank Aaron's fuck stick, riding the sweaty Loretta Young stud at a gallop. Tracey's shrieking continue as her rivet plunger pound her even harder ; J.J.'s 8 column inch prick sweep upwards, bundle driving her cervix, followed up immediately by Steve slamming his 6 inch pecker full-of-the-moon length into the depth of her distend whoreson. As Tracey's double penetration pounding reaches its culmination, Christine finally brings Henry Louis Aaron across the land up line to interjection. The 15 year old he-man's nut explode, shooting globs of his nut trash deep into the moaning MILF's slit ; after Christine dismounts she snuggles with her stud as they watch the frenzied devastation of both of Tracey's holes."Oh my god ! Yes ! ! ! ! Fuck my ass ! Fuck my ass ! ! !"Tracey shrieking."Ass…is…SO…fucking…tight… !"Steve grunt, the sweat beading on his nose and splashing the tabloid, the pressure in his orb building steadily as he mercilessly pound Tracey's dirtpipe. Finally, the redheaded stud's nuts convulse spasmodically. Throwing his head back and cursing loudly, his puppet blasts clod of superheated, slimy redheaded DNA deep into Tracey's mudbox."Shit ! Fuck !"the stud gasps, as his balls spasm violently, emptying themselves in an intense sexual climax."Oh my god !"Tracey groan as she feels her back channel being flooded with a torrent of hot, slimy glob scum. Steve finally pulls his dick out, leaving a thoroughly aroused Tracey to quickly bait J.J. to orgasm ; the 16 year old stud blasts his warhead of nut guck deep into the MILF's pussy."sanctum shit…I destroyed your ass !"Steve gasps."Woohoo !"Christine cheers ;"Way to go, dude !"Henry Louis Aaron congratulates him. Tracey just collapses face down on the bed, whimpering."Oh my god ! What did you do to me… ?"she moans ; she can feel her ruined motherfucker gaping and puckering, as it belches out globs of Steve's worthless white DNA…

1:30 AM Gagging and drooling, with 7 inches of stiffened teenage man meat lodged in her throat, Christine's lips buss the base of operations of Aaron's swollen cock as Steve hammers her snatch from seat."Choke…on it…bitch… !"Steve growls, tightly gripping the MILF's hairsbreadth and pushing her head down on Aaron's tool as he pounds her mercilessly ; Aaron throws his head back and lets out a deep groan as Christine's hungry mouth, tongue and lip exercise his pulsating beak. With J.J. and Tracey having moved to the guest sleeping accommodation, the two 15 twelvemonth old studs will drop the rest of the dark swapping topographic point in Christine's sass and pussy ; both hardening of balls will be drained repeatedly and Christine will go through countless coming courtesy of her team of well attend teenage dick slingers…

2:46 AM J.J. gasps as his crank spasm and his putz starts spewing thin, reeking spurts of genetical guck into Tracey's pussy. Moaning loudly, the MILF joins him in orgasm."Oh my god ! Yes ! J.J. child !"she gasps, reaching up with both script to fondle the stud's sweat lathered face. Now in the darkened Guest bedroom, they can find out Christine's muffled rallying cry of ecstasy from down the anteroom as they revel in their own common climax. As J.J.'s tool continues to forge, Tracey's phone lights up on the nightstand. With the ringer muted, the headphone takes tacit delivery of a text message from the obstinate MILF's husband, dutifully notifying his loving wife that he 's finally gotten home from work. In a haze of exhaustion, he stumbles to the bedroom and is soon deep in a leaden sleep, blissfully unaware of the lustful speech that his spouse is whispering in the ear of her 16 class old lover as they snuggle together in post-coital embrace…

6:10 AM As the lightlessness of night begins to languish into the midnight blue of predawn, a groggy J.J. slips out of a comatose Tracey's weapon system and rolls out of bed. Bare ass naked except for his backwards baseball cap and nursing a morning hard-on, the spent teen stumbles out of the guest elbow room and makes his way down the hall to the master bedroom. Pausing in the doorway he's presented with the spectacle of three naked eubstance in the oversize bed : Henry Louis Aaron : case down, with one arm hanging over the side of the bed, is drooling into his pillow ; Steve, on the other position of the bed, is lying bland on his vertebral column with a raging boner and snoring loudly, and sandwiched between them is Christine, curled up on her position. J.J. pads over to the bed and shakes his cousin. No response. After several more than attempts, he gives Aaron a incisive smack on his hairy ass, which finally wakes the slumbering teen."Whaaa…"the younger stud poker mumbles brokenly."C'mon, dude…we got ta get out of here…we got ta get back to your house…"a bleary-eyed eyed J.J. mumbles."No…wanna…sleep…"Hank Aaron mussitation, dropping his headspring back onto the pillow."No, dude…we got ta go…NOW !"J.J. reiterates, grabbing the vernal stud by the shoulder. He finally manages to get Hank Aaron out of bed and drags him out of the room. Running on less than two hours of sleep, the teens manage to gain it downstairs, get back into their dress and leave Christine's house without waking anybody up. Fortunately, Aaron has his house key in his jeans and the two boys are capable to urinate it back to his bedroom without waking his parents. J.J. crashes on the floor, Aaron collapses into his bed and both studs eternal rest until tardily afternoon…

7:15 AM"How's your butt ?"Christine asks Tracey, as they sit at the dining room mesa, sipping coffee, the first feeble irradiation of dawn starting to splash at the window."It's sore…but I'm well-chosen !'Tracey giggles in answer. Finally out of bed, Christine has slipped into an oversized T-shirt and put thick, unsexy woolen socks on her human foot and she's loaned a cunning trivial red kimono to Tracey. Both MILFs are giddy from lack of sleep and the realization of what they did last night ; 55 teenage son ! Neither of them regrets last-place nighttime's dangerous undertaking, but they're both still trying to treat the full enormity of it all."I'm just pissed at J.J….he left without even saying goodbye…that was so rude !"Tracey now exclaims."Yeah, Hank Aaron didn't say goodbye, either…but Steve's still here…looks like I'll have to give him a ride home…"Christine replies."Don't worry about that…I can return him a ride…and then I've got to see if there's a chemist's that's open on my way home…"Tracey replies."Why do you call for to go to the pharmaceutics ?"Christine asks."To get the morning after pill…I'm going to start ovulating today…tomorrow at the latest !'Tracey exclaims."You know…I'm ovulating too…and I'm not going to do anything about it…"Christine replies, taking a sip of her coffee tree and eyeing her acquaintance steadily through her Methedrine."Christine, you're loony ! You're not on birthing control…and neither am I !"Tracey exclaims, her eye and mouth opening broad in repulsion."I'm going to let nature takes it course…and you should, too…"Christine replies quietly, maintaining steady eye touch with her bloke MILF."You are half-baked !"Tracey gasps, staring back at her booster in disbelief."No, I'm not…don't you remember just a couple of weeks ago how we were talking about fate… ?"Christine reminds her."Yeah, I do, but what has fate got to do with this… ?"the bewilder Tracey asks."Bill getting snowed in was fate…Kevin getting that emergency call and having to work all last night was fate…"Christine replies in a tranquillize, steady tone."You meeting all those Guy at the party was fate…"“ Yeah, I guess…"Tracey response hesitantly, starting to knuckle under to her Quaker's persuasiveness."Dom, Dan, Eric…and J.J…."she adds."Mmmm…J.J…"Tracey purrs, starry eyed at the retentivity of her handsome teenaged stud and their 60 minutes of sweaty sex act in the guest chamber."You know, if I get meaning, It'll probably be J.J.'s baby…I don't even know how many rafts he dumped in me !"she muses dreamily."C'mon, girl…we've come in this far together, don't back out on me now !"Christine exclaims, raising her hand and extending her pinky."Oh my god ! You're going to make me pinkie swear again !"Tracey replies, latching her finger onto Christine's."No morning after pill… ?"Christine asks."No sunup after oral contraceptive pill !'Tracey agrees as the two rich sperm dumpsters solemnly pledge to jump-start feet first into illegitimate motherhood together…

Just then, Steve appears. The freckle faced stud, still naked except for his backwards baseball cap, is sporting a raging hardon."Good morning, Steve !"Tracey calls out cheerfully."Hey, stud !"Christine adds with a giggle."Ummm…hi…"the stripling heart murmur in answer ; in dividing line to his strong-growing, cocky attitude from close nighttime, he seems shy, subdued, almost embarrassed."You look like you're all ready to go again…"Tracey adds, giggling at the stud poker's boner."Oh, yeah…sorry…I better put my wearing apparel on…"the stud apologizes, although it's not his geological fault ; as a teenage boy, he's learned to hold up life story with an almost perpetually erect pecker."I'll give you a ride home, but I'm going to take a quick shower first…"Tracey informs the stud as he gathers up his wearing apparel from the flooring."Cool…thanks ! I could use a shower, too…"the overripe teen replies."Why don't you shower together ? You'll preserve meter that way…"Christine suggests, flashing a mischievous smirk."Just as long as you promise to behave…"Tracey cautions the studhorse."No worry there…my egg are empty…"Steve assures her."Yeah, but it's not your testicle that I'm worried about…"Tracey reply, eyeing the teen's still petrified bang snake."No hanky panky ! Promise… ?"“ Yeah, I promise…"Steve replies."Never mind him…you better act yourself, Tray…"Christine taunts her friend, flashing another prankish piffling smirk."You can use the bathroom down the hall…"The duet leave the dining room and start down the hall, Steve leading the way ; glancing over her shoulder, Tracey catches Christine's eye, winks and giggles. Oh my god ! I've got to get this seat cleaned up ! Christine thinks to herself as she sips her coffee and watches Steve and Tracey disappear into the privy and shut the door. And I punter sprayer some air freshener…all those guys and they all stank ! I just hope poster doesn't card the blot on the sofa and on the carpet…and that big one on the living elbow room wall…that one's from Steve ! In the early cockcrow quiet of the otherwise empty house, she can hear the tone down voice of Steve and Tracey in the toilet ; a muffled giggle from Tracey and then the speech sound of water supply running. We won't get fraught ! she assures herself. It's just the idea of rolling the dice with fate that's such a thrill ! It's form of like playing Russian roulette with sperm ! As the coffee bean increasingly perks her up, she starts to get wind unexpected audio from the bathroom ; straining her capitulum, she tries to tune up out the sound of the H2O that's masking the other noise. Then she hears it clearly ; it's the sound of Tracey, shouting ecstatically."Oh, Steve ! Oh my god ! Yes ! YES ! ! ! ”