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My Sexual Addiction: M.I.L.F.
Bad Boy Baller
I get up to go to the bathroom. I try to wake Susie. She’s passed out from our sexual session. Susie, her mom, and I had been getting drunk by the pool. The coach is out of town on a recruiting trip.
I walk out, heading to the hall bathroom. When I pass her mom’s room, I hear sobbing. I walk into Sally’s room to find her laying on her bed crying.
She dons a big white shirt and nothing else.
“Are you Ok?” I asked.
She leans up.
“No!”
“What’s wrong?”
“I want someone to fuck me the way you fuck Susie. I heard y’all, so I peeked in, and watched you pound my daughter.”
“I’m so sorry, you are a beautiful lady. What about Coach.”
“That limp dick bastard is more concerned about how well the team is doing instead of his wife.”
“Thank you, I work hard to get this body. Where is Susan?”
“She passed out on her bed.”
“What are you doing?”
“Oh, I’m going to the restroom when I heard you crying. I just wanted to check on you. My apologies, I will give you some privacy.”
