“Is that good for you, Billy.”
“Sounds good to me,” Billy said, “right now it just feels like I’m caught in a tornado and holding on for life.”
“I felt the same way when I got married, Billy” Mr. Is it Billy or Freddy?”
“You knew,” Mary gaped, “you knew along?”
“Of course, dear,” Mrs. Milf sex “Race you to orgasm,” Kara challenged with a grin. But if I get a pussy full of sperm before you do, I get Billy for the whole night.”
“Sure,” Mary chuckled, “it’s not like either of us is going to loose out, if you win I get Freddy for the night, and if I win we can keep swapping back and forth all night. Broomfield said, “at least you don’t have to go through what we did with our daughter.”
“What do you mean, mother?” Mary asked. “I win, Kara.”
“I guess you do,” Kara sighed. Broomfield said with a dismissive wave of her hand. “Billy’s the father,” Mary said, rubbing her swollen belly with one hand while she patted Billy’s knee.
