"Keep it up for as long as possible," Bambi Starr screamed.
"I will do the best I can, Bambi," Franklin Prattford exclaimed.
"Yeah, you are going to make me come a second time," she said.
"Shoot the wad. Don't play the sucker," Mommy screamed loudly.
"Ohhhhhhhh, I am coming a second time," Bambi Starr said.
"You are making me come too," Franklin Prattford barked roughly.
"How about some jam for Mommy now," Mommy said to the man.
"What do you want from me, old woman?" Franklin Prattford said.
"I want you to fuck my pussy now," Mommy said flirtaceously.
"Mommy, please…" the gorgeous female said with a frown.
"Wait a minute, Bambi, I want to fuck your mother," he said.
"Oh God!" Bambi Starr said, slapping herself in the forehead.
"My pussy still gets nice and wet," Mommy promised.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Ummmmmm, Mommy's cunt is getting so wet," Mommy exclaimed.
"Mommy hasn't been fucked in a long time?" the young man said.
"Mommy has not been fucked in too long," Mommy said.
"I have to say that's probably true," Bambi Starr agreed.
"You must have a savage itch inside your cunt, huh," Franklin said.
"I do, Franklin, I do," Mommy whimpered rather pathetically.
"You drink to make the itch go away – but it won't?" he said.
"That's it, that's it exactly," Mommy exclaimed, rather loudly.
"The bottle will not take the place of a stiff cock?" he said.
"You have put your finger on the problem," Mommy announced.
"I think I know how to scratch that itch, Mommy," the man said.
"I know you do. I just watched you plow my daughter's cunt."
"There is only one problem," Franklin Prattford said softly.