Internal Threesome Creampie Featuring Loreen Stegal And Vanessa Decker

She entered the shower but closed the frosted glass doors tight. I backpedaled into the steaming stall, nearly tripping. She placed something on the end table nearest the couch I sat on, and walked away into her and Dad’s room. The soft tone of her voice nearly knocked me over. I stared at the ceiling for about an hour, or so it felt. I’ve spoken with your father about how having to support you for longer than we planned. My gut told me, something had changed, not for the better, but life at home would be more serious from now on. I somehow felt their ultimate confrontation was my fault, but to even hint such a thing would have re-targeted all of their wrath. Each time her body or clothes caught flying spunk, she would scurry away, angry as fuck but not at me. Her eyes blazed at me, anger, disgust, scorn, and yet I knew she was still reveling in her fading orgasm. “Mom, you left your door open.”
“It wasn’t an accident.” She replied just loud enough to reach me. “…not now, but whenever it’s convenient.” She