Single Mother Needs To Make Ends Meet Chapter 3
My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities of desires, wants or fantasies. Read and enjoy. Arriving home, I woke Julie and helped her walk to the house and then straight to her bedroom. She fell on the bed, her dress bunched up around her waist. I saw cum still oozing from her pussy. “Oh, my God,” I heard. I hadn’t realized Susan was standing next to me. “Mommy,” Susan asked, “Is that cum?” God, her questions were always straight forward. I have always been truthful with my daughters and answered, “Yes, baby.” Susan’s eyes were bright and big as she asked, “Who fucked her?” ‘Here we go,’ I thought. “Two friends of mine. She was so sad that Michael dumped her. I wanted to cheer her up and introduced her to some of …