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The Babymaker (Part3)
Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster
you guys were doing it." "You're the only one I want to do it with, Lisa," I whispered, thinking it was better to lie than hurt her. Whatever was going on between Lisa and her mom was way strange and I sorta regretted getting in the middle of it, except it hadn't been up to me at all. How come all girls are so weird anyway? I swear, sometimes it felt like they were just using me. If it wasn't for all the awesome sex, I might have been really worried about it. Even so, I had enough sense to know I was walking a thin line with Jules and Lisa, and I loved both of them. I had no doubt about that, I just didn't know what to do about it. "Say cheese!" Bambi said with a giggle and I barely knew what was going on before the flash of her camera blinded me. "Oh! Cool Mom!" Lisa giggled. "One more, okay?" Bambi must have taken a quick shower because her hair was loose now and wet, looking much darker that way too. She wore an oversized t- shirt with Minnie Mouse on it that fell about mid-thigh and she looked just as hot as she had earlier. There was no way she could be Lisa's mom, I thought, she just didn't look twenty-seven at all. I mean, she didn't even have any gray hair or wrinkles or anything! And her tits were perfect! Not really big or anything, but even through that t- shirt it was obvious how nice and firm and perfect they were. "Like this..." Lisa sighed, pulling me into a serious kiss and that totally distracted me from her mom. ... Making out in front of her parents though? I bet if Lisa's dad wasn't all paralyzed or whatever he would have been beating the tar out of me! But he was paralyzed, so...Fuck! I kissed her while Bambi took our picture. "Take a picture of us now," Bambi said. "Trent's so cute...Can I sit on your lap?" "Uh, yeah..." I shrugged, glancing at her husband first and then at Lisa who'd started untangling herself reluctantly from my arms. "Just push the button, Lisa. It's all ready..." "I know, Mom," Lisa rolled her eyes and she didn't seem entirely happy to be taking a picture of her mom sitting in her boyfriend's lap. "Hi," Bambi whispered with a soft giggle, getting onto the sofa and straddling my hips with her widespread thighs. "Hi, Bambi," I blinked at her. She faced me, with her back to Lisa and my hands sorta naturally went to Bambi's soft hips as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "Oh! Why don't you help your father, dear? He wants to see," Bambi told Lisa. "You know he can't turn his head very far." "This is kind of, um...weird," I whispered, hoping Bambi wouldn't get mad, but the whole thing confused the heck out of me. "You don't like it?" she asked me with a tiny shake of her head and a little girl pout. "Ohhhh...But we like you so much. Don't we, Lisa?" "What's that?" she asked from behind her father and Lisa had turned his wheelchair far enough that the man had no ...