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Hank was kidding, his thoughts focused on Terry. He was still hard and whacking.Twice as good looking as Terry. She was leaning forward and with the kitchen light the way it was, Bobby could see her dark areolae through the cotton of her night shirt. She squeezed his cock with her ass ! Fuck ! He had to fuck her and whirled her around. Drunk Mom She missed feeling Hank's semen leak out of her, rolled into a ball and wondered if Hank was fucking someone else ? He was home almost all the time while she was away. Hank was still confused. Hank couldn't quite complain now, could he ? He was fucking everything in sight. while Margaret fixed dinner.V. Drunk Mom He decided not to. I'm pretty sure they know what's up. Maybe that woman down the street ? She had tits the size of watermelons. Bobby laughed. "Her last name's Forrest". Drunk Mom His hands were on her butt and he was fucking her. |