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The Babymaker (Part3)

Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

didn't even want me coming over anymore. And Mrs. Collins had liked me until I'd become Julie's boyfriend! Lisa's mom didn't even know me, you know? &#034She's in the kitchen,&#034 Lisa giggled, lifting her eyebrows playfully as she led me through the house. &#034The scene of the crime?&#034 I wondered, only half-teasing because inside I was suddenly terrified that Lisa's mom would see the guilt on my face. &#034Yeah! We got more butter too,&#034 Lisa whispered and I'd swear she was wriggling her butt even more than she had to. Fuck! She looked sexy in those shorts. I just had to be cool, that's what I told myself. I had to ignore the fact that I'd bun fucked Lisa's seventh grade ass right there on her mom's kitchen table. I had to look innocent and I'd had fifteen years of practice with my own mom for that, so I thought maybe I could pull it off, except everybody knows moms have super powers when it comes to their kitchens...or anything else for that matter. I was gonna be dead, I decided, and I couldn't believe I'd let Lisa talk me into coming over. &#034Hey Mom!&#034 Lisa said happily and she didn't even let go of my hand as we entered the kitchen. &#034Well, hi there,&#034 another Lisa said, smiling at me over her shoulder as she stood at the sink. &#034You must be Trent.&#034 &#034He is Trent!&#034 Lisa laughed. &#034This is my mom, Bambi.&#034 &#034Bambi?&#034 I blinked and probably looked pretty stupid just then. &#034I mean, um...It's nice to meet you, ... uh...Mrs...&#034 I didn't even know Julie's last name! &#034If you call me Mrs. Hutchins, I'll have to spank you,&#034 the woman laughed lightly. &#034Call me Bambi.&#034 &#034Okay,&#034 I nodded dumbly and tried not to stare. A mom named Bambi though? Bambi? God! I was suddenly really glad my mom didn't look like Lisa's! The guys gave me a hard enough time about my mom being hot and she looked like one, you know? A mom, I mean. Except a hot one. Never mind. Bambi looked like a Bambi anyway. That's to say that she looked just like Lisa, except about ten years older, if even that much. Bambi wasn't terribly tall, just a few inches more than me maybe, and she was slender with just the perfect amount of baby fat on her hips and tummy. I mean, women her age don't have baby fat though, do they? Bambi did and I could tell because she wore cut-off shorts too, just like Lisa's, and a baby blue t-shirt that hugged her boobs and maybe half of her stomach. It didn't even cover her belly button! &#034Oh! He is cute,&#034 Bambi said, having turned around so she could dry her hands as she leaned her butt against the counter. &#034I told you!&#034 Lisa beamed happily and squeezed my hand. &#034How old are you, Trent?&#034 Bambi wondered and I couldn't help but notice her eyes, bright hazel like Lisa's, and she wore her auburn hair pulled back in a thick, wavy ponytail. I thought Bambi had to be about the cutest woman I'd ever seen, not beautiful, that would be the wrong word. A grown woman could be ...