Three young lovely hotties teasing on the couch

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Paul grimaced as another bead of sweat dripped from his face. His arm was getting tired but the pseudo-image his mind created was enough to drive him further. After all the image of his high school science teacher bent over her wooden desk legs spread to expose her beautifully groomed pussy was enough to put any man’s arm in a cast. He imagined her calling out to him begging to feel his cum squirting deep inside of her. The arch of her back moist with perspiration glistened as she moved against his thrusts maximizing his pleasure. He could already feel the beginnings of his orgasm when his bedroom intercom rudely interrupted him.

“Paul! Dinner’s ready sweetie!”

He didn’t even answer. How could pork chops mashed potatoes and gravy and corn possibly replace the sexual surge he’d experience when filling Ms. Stoker like the cock-hungry whore he knew she must really be. His momentum thoroughly obliterated he decided those pork chops wouldn’t be such a bad thing if they could exercise a little more tact next time. Nevertheless he dressed himself and walked downstairs determined to make up in food what he lacked in sexual pleasure.

Through the clanking of silverware and scraping of plates Paul and his mother accomplished little in the way of conversation. This meal though seemed especially awkward. Even the slightest remark from Paul’s mother seemed forced and carefully uttered. Either something was wrong or Paul was still just a little pissed about his ruined pre-meal attempt at defiling his teacher.

“How was your trip mom?”

“Good ” she said almost before he finished the last word. Paul hesitated for a few seconds waiting for an elaboration. There was definitely something wrong. He knew his mother well and she never passed up an opportunity to provide every little detail about a business trip. The woman liked to talk and any silence from her was (more…)