.m....Melons..." My stammered exclamation hung there in the laundry room as the young woman and I stared at each other. I could not for the life of me...recall her real name. She was, after all, not my son's girlfriend. If anything, she was a hanger-on, an occasional presence drinking beer or occupying a lawn chair while the boys worked on trucks. All the guys just called her "Melons" because of the balloon like breasts she so proudly paraded in front of her. While the embarrassment of her. We moaned in unison as the dildo seats deep inside both of us. I pushed my butt back against her hips with a wiggle that I hoped would get her clit, at her appreciative groan I knew I'd hit my mark. Miri pulled the hard toy back, so that just the blue head was buried in me before thrusting back, 'causing a wet squelch to sound. "Damn that feels good" I growled thrusting back as she found a rhythm. "You're telling me." She giggled before the capability for speech left us both, turning us into. More

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