Mom??

There were more crowds when Robert returned from the soil heap.
Katie’s group was on the field. She was playing right now. He quickly ducked himself to a seat where he could possibly see everything.
His mom and Miss Rose were in the grandstands, however he wasn’t prepared to confront them. He was too occupied with delighting in his most recent sexual victory.
All the amazing thoughts of fucking mind-blowing Ella were overshadowed and killed by Carmen’s nakedness still glued to his fetish brain. If fucking Ella could stop everything.
Ella was a sex fiend, and she made it clear that she can keep secrets. And screwing her doesn’t make things look complicated for him if it’s kept secrets, but the same thing doesn’t apply if he makes a mistake of sliding his cock into any of his sisters or his mother. They might keep it secretive, but the guilt was something he wasn’t prepared to live with.
The break of a bat hitting a ball caused him to notice the game. It was a pop-fly. He gripped his jaw and watched his sister position herself.
He saw it, then heard the ball slapping cowhide. Katie made the catch, and he smiled proudly. He wanted to scream to cheer her up, but he didn’t want to get noticed.
*****
Sarah was in the same seat she was the last time Derek watched her fucked Scorpion. Scorpion was also in the same position.
Her lips were smooth with pink lip gleam, they nestled as Derek entered.
He imagined them folded over his dick, but he had to keep it cool if he wanted his imagination to become a reality.
Sarah’s smile disappeared. “I know you don’t think I’m insane.”
“You’re not. We both have the same secret, right?”
“Yeah.” She replied.
Derek just nodded affirmatively as the only thing he could think of was their last experience.
Sarah’s painted toes squirmed. “But are you okay doing something that’s awful, and you don’t want anyone to notice?”
The dog’s eyes moved to Sarah’s skirt, his followed. It was a creased student skirt and matching shirt, yet the skirt wasn’t the legitimate length for any school’s clothing standard. “Everyone has a secret.” He replied.
“It must be totally hush.” Sarah had previously gotten screwed by Scorpion before him, fucked him, and watched a dog lick his balls, what could be more awful than that.
“Sarah… I know that look.” He said and watched Sarah raise her head, throwing him a sexily gaze.
“You want Scorpion to go down on you? Or he wasn’t in your dream?” Derek asked.
“No, he wasn’t, but it seems he naturally suspects he could have a role…foreplay perhaps,” Sarah said.
Derek’s rooster snake was hanging down his jeans leg, becoming heavier continuously.
The dog’s red, blue-veined prick had risen out of its sheath. The two of them had a similar objective, fucking Sarah, but who goes in first matters.
She hiked her skirt up, showing him her pussy. Scorpion stood up.
The secondary passage opened instantly. “Scorpion, stop being a pervert,” a lady said from the entryway. Scorpion turned towards her, his ears hanging. He looked blameworthy.
“It’s on me.”Sarah said.
“No, it’s on me,” the lady said. “I raised him, he lacked morals, it is on me.”
“Derek,” Sarah said, “this is Ms. Chino Yamaguchi. This is Derek.”
“Good to meet you, Derek,” the lady said. “If it’s not too much trouble, call me, Chino. Let’s drop the charade and the formal stuff. Let’s be real here.”
That was putting it mildly. “Good to meet you, as well,” Derek said. Now, he understood what Robert had been attempting to say. There was a lot to take in at the same time, and what his mind could get a handle on, he wouldn’t have the option to portray later. Chino Yamaguchi was just about as intriguing and surprising as her name. But he will have to wait to see if her name is sweet.
Scorpion licked Sarah’s internal thigh, and she cooed. Derek watched to perceive how Chino would respond. She grinned without talking.
He swallowed, contemplating whether Chino realized Sarah screwed her dog.
“This is the guy from your dreams?” Ms. Chino inquired.
“Sure! He is.” Sarah said while holding Scorpion’s head away from her lap.
He wouldn’t help than think about the connection between Ms. Chino and Sarah. The lady had her hair in a braid that was gotten out through the rear of a baseball hat. Her shirt and shorts were striped like beach ladies.
Ms. Chino put her hand on Sarah’s shoulder. “You thought about it?”
“More than you can think of.” Sarah said.
“Alright, I’ll be inside,” she said and returned into the house.
Sarah stood and lifted the front of her skirt. He gazed at the strawberry runway.
Scorpion licked her crotch, and her fat pussy lips extended around the handle of her pubic bone, following his tongue, then they fell back.
Scorpion jabbed his nose between her legs, and she trembled. She curved back with her hands on her butt and pushed her groin at Scorpion.
He licked her multiple times, uncovering the inward meat of her pussy. “He’s a terrible pup.” She chuckled, and it helped him to remember Ella. “Really awful, he had no role in my dreams. You ready for this?”
In the event that there was a slight opportunity to fuck the bodacious queen, why won’t he? “Yes. Definitely.” He replied.
Sarah stepped before him. “Great, just flow with anything that happens.” She began kissing him.
Derek folded his arms over her. Scorpion was behind her, licking the white spheres of her butt.
She arrived at the back and pulled a cheek aside, then, at that point, groaned while the dog lapped at her rear-end.
He didn’t need messy seconds today, however he realized Sarah would be in control. “What was Ms. Chino job in this?”
They gazed at one another until he felt awful and more tensed, then, at that point, he put his mouth over Sarah’s, once more and got a strong hold on her butt.
Sarah’s lip, tongue, and energy were radiant. Falling head over heels for her would be simple.
Sarah went after his butt and siphoned her crotch against his. “I can hardly stand by to feel you inside me,” she said. “I must have it, have you in me, fucking me…fucking me hard.”
Ms. Chino let him know that they should keep things cool in there, but did she mean fucking Sarah in her backyard was alright?
Sarah pressured her to reveal more than was prudent among them and snatched his rooster. “Ahhh… god, I want this fat rooster in me…now.” She began opening his pants.
“What on God’s green earth is happening here?” Ms. Chino said, and pummeled the entryway. “You tramp. I take my eyes off you briefly, and you have your tongue in somebody’s mouth and your hands in their jeans.”
“It’s not mom,” Sarah said.
Derek couldn’t move, inhale or stop gazing moronically with his jaw hanging down.
The lady looked pissed, and Sarah appeared to be surprised, as he seemed to be. “Miss, I erm…. I was… ” Derek was unable to think of what to say. The only thing his porn brain can think of at that moment was the “mom” Sarah said.