She asked “Do you like the fact I’m wearing my daughters panties?” My dick lurched and nodded again. Arlene smiled, knowing I approved. She said “My daughter is 19… barely older than you… and she’s hot.” She could feel my cock pulsing in approval. Arlene continued “ I bet you would fuck indian her if you could. Does the idea of fucking a mom then her daughter turn you on?” I didn’t have to respond verbally, my body told her all she needed to know. My hips bucked a little and I felt another orgasm approaching. Her skilled hands and dirty mouth is a great combination to extract cum from me. “You are kinky. After taking my pussy over and over again you would jump on the chance to fuck her young tiny pussy wouldn’t you?” That’s all it took. I blurted out “Here it comes.” Arlene put her lips over the head of my cock and continued to pump with her hand. In no time I blasted another load into her mouth. It wasn’t nearly as big or desi intense as before, but it was spectacular in it’s own right. Arlene jacked out every drop into her mouth before pulling her mouth away. “Unless the idea of going to prison and eating the pussy of some bull-dyke bitch sounds appealing.” Mom leaned forward. “The old Lord Darcy has passed. With one hand spread square on my lower back. You don’t compare, you pathetic wimp. “Get those damn vibrators out my pussy and ass. “Well, stop worrying. I want you to hate it! “I think I might have to take you up on that.” Rachael purred, “Especially after that thing you did with your indian fingers.” Jan then flopped down on her back, and spread her legs desi as far apart as she could, considering the limited room in the back seat of the car. Things were falling into place. “Just unleash your cum into my juicy snatch,” Valentina moaned. Enora was fast.