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Teenage Exploitation Sex Comedy: Chapter Ten
Date: 11/23/2023, Categories: Teen Author: sexobjex
... finishing the sports section and watching CNN Headline News. Maria opened the door and greeted Allen. He was in his board shorts and flip flops, with a loose tank top revealing just enough of his toned chest and lats. Maria remembered raking that boy’s hairless chest and back with her Lee press-on nails while he fucked her good two days ago. God almighty, Allen, looked ridiculously hot, enough that Maria had the slightest of second thoughts about encouraging him to fuck her daughter instead of keeping him all for herself. Allen had put Sun-In in his light brown hair, turning it surfer-boy blond. He was wearing Wayfarers, like Tom Cruise inRisky Business, and he peeked down over the top of the glasses to throw a solicitous glare at Maria. Maria giggled. Making sure the coast was clear, she opened her bathrobe, revealing her gorgeous, toned, nude body and huge, swaying tits. She cocked a leg, model style and tucked her chin into her shoulder, batting her eyes at Allen, before quickly closing her robe and inviting him inside. “Makennah, Allen is here,” she called out. Makennah glanced at her purple Swatch watch irritatedly. “Why? I don’t have to be at work for half an hour,” she said. Allen had offered his hand, which she politely shook without even looking at him. “Makennah, don’t be rude,” Maria said, forcing the issue. “You two can be there in plenty of time, Allen probably wants to talk about college.” “Are you going to SC?” Makennah asked rhetorically. Of ...
... course not; Allen was neither rich nor smart. “Colorado, I hope, or Arizona State,” he replied. Makennah snorted. “You two should be going, I have a personal trainer coming over,” Maria said, somewhat insistently. Allen kept his mouth shut. He knew he was in a situation where the less he said, the better things would go. He walked out of the sunroom and to the right, to the carport that was off of the den. That struck Makennah as a little odd, like Allen was familiar with the home’s layout. Makennah turned to Maria and mouthed, “What the fuck, Mom?” “Go!” Maria mouthed back, making a shooing gesture. “Are you fixing me up?” Makennah mouthed, pointing at herself and then in Allen’s direction, eyes blazing. Maria set her jaw and glared at Makennah sternly before turning on her bedroom slipper for the kitchen phone, the one with a mile-long cord mounted by the pantry door. Makennah tossed up her hands in a “whatever” motion, met Allen waiting by the carport door, and the two got in her black 1986 Corvette. After Makennah and Allen left, Maria dialed up Jillian. “OK, come on over, the house is ours,” Maria sighed. • • • “Wow, this is like fuckingKnight Rider,” Allen joked as Makennah accelerated down the ramp and onto the freeway toward the Nine Cedars Country Club and Golf Course. “Shit, this thing will move!” He held onto the top of his head for comical effect, which lightened the mood and made Makennah giggle. “My Dad gave it to me when I went off to ...