Mrs. Forde parked up on the driveway of what was to be her home for the next few months. It was a rental that her company had paid for, and Mrs Forde hoped it had everything she had requested. “Kelly, wake up, we’re here,” Mrs Forde said as she got out of the SUV, looking the house over from the front. Mrs. Forde wore jean shorts and a white T-shirt. It had been a long drive all the way to this mid-sized town here in Ariz...

The next morning Kelly heard her mom out in the backyard on the phone to someone. She couldn’t make out what her mother was saying, but Kelly assumed she was arranging for the guy her mother had chosen from yesterday’s pool party to come over to the house that afternoon. Kelly was pretty certain who she was calling too. But Kelly had her own preparations to make. She went through her wardrobe, plus a couple of suitcases a...

Kelly liked pretending to beg to suck the cock of a guy she liked. She knew men loved it, both the begging and the sucking. “Oh, Kelly,” Mr. Morton panted, taking a breath from sucking on her titties, “I…” Here it comes, Kelly thought. Pangs of guilt about cheating on his wife. Sucking on her tits he felt all right about, but having this teen dream suck his cock went too far? Men, thought Kelly; she loved them, but also l...

Mrs. Forde was indeed having at least as much fun as her daughter, perhaps doubly so. She was now on her hands and knees on her bed, positioned diagonally across the corner. The only thing she wore was her sexy little high heels, and her ‘I HEART BBC’ necklace. Standing behind her was Ronny, who was very much enjoying fucking Mrs. Forde doggy style. His hands gripped her waist, his thumbs moving over her stunning ass. Ron...