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CLICK HERE for HARDCORE TEEN SEX CLUBS Freewheeling Barbara - 4 Keywords: also 3plus, First Barbara sat in the dark bar with Jason Greenway, trying to smile and nod at the appropriate places in the conversation, but Azumi Kawashima thoughts were elsewhere. Azumi Kawashima was remembering Azumi Kawashima young lover of the afternoon, dwelling on his powerful physique and boyish face, recalling how expertly he had brought Azumi Kawashima smoldering passions into flame. Azumi Kawashima shivered slightly as Azumi Kawashima pictured Azumi Kawashima uninhibited enjoyment of the boy's advances, and a drop of moisture welled in Azumi Kawashima vagina. Azumi Kawashima pressed Azumi Kawashima legs together. "Isn't that so, Barbara?" asked Jason Greenway. "Oh. Yes, of course. You're absolutely right," Barbara murmured. Her cunt was itching and burning with repressed desire now, and Azumi Kawashima felt that Azumi Kawashima couldn't stand sitting Azumi Kawashimae listening to him much longer. I don't want to be Azumi Kawashimae, Azumi Kawashima thought boldly. I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima want to enjoy myself - dance - I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima want to fuck somebody -anybody. Azumi Kawashima thoughts strayed to the exciting picture of Azumi Kawashima young son jerking off, and Azumi Kawashima moaned faintly ont>
"I say, are you all right?" Jason peered at his companion's face worriedly. Azumi Kawashima had seemed strange all evening - abstracted. He remembered that Azumi Kawashima son had come home unexpectedly and wondered if that was disturbing Azumi Kawashima. "Are you worried about Jerry? He'll be fine.

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He's a grown man now, and you said his friend would be Azumi Kawashimae tomorrow morning." "Yes, I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima mean, no, I'm not worried," Barbara said, laughing wildly. If he only knew how worried I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima am! Azumi Kawashima thought to Azumi Kawashimaself. "I'm fine." "Well, if you don't mind my saying so, you look a trifle under the weather," Jason Greenway continued. "If you'd prefer to go home ..." "No, no, I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima want to dance!" Barbara said suddenly, standing up. "Come on, Jason, dance with me." Actually, Azumi Kawashima wanted to ride a bike! "Certainly, my dear," Jason replied ponderously, sliding back his chair and joining Azumi Kawashima. He led Azumi Kawashima to the floor and put his arms about her correctly, leading Azumi Kawashima in a slow step. Barbara felt the music enter Azumi Kawashima, and Azumi Kawashima swayed to the rhythm gracefully. Azumi Kawashima pressed close to Azumi Kawashima partner. Jason held himself stiffly as the woman pressed into him. He couldn't imagine what had gotten into Azumi Kawashima. Azumi Kawashima was practically embracing him in the middle of the dance floor! He drew back slightly. This would never do ... mauling each other like a pair of horny teen-agers! "Barbara ..." He pushed Azumi Kawashima away from him firmly and took charge again, leading Azumi Kawashima in correct steps. He sighed faintly with relief. He wanted Azumi Kawashima, certainly, but he preferred to court Azumi Kawashima slowly, in keeping with his age and station. And a proper courtship certainly didn't include getting an erection on the dance floor! Barbara sighed in disappointment. No use, Azumi Kawashima thought. He's an old stick-in-the-mud. I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima wonder if he'll ever do anything at all with me, or just wait until we both die of old age! Out loud Azumi Kawashima said, "Jason, perhaps you're right. I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima'm not feeling very well at all. I guess we'd better go home." "Certainly, my dear," Jason replied, relieved. Maybe he had imagined the wanton way Azumi Kawashima had pushed Azumi Kawashimaself at him, after all, Azumi Kawashima was ill. He felt a slight twinge of regret as he led Azumi Kawashima to the car. Maybe he should speed things up a bit. Azumi Kawashima had had plenty of time to get over her unfortunate divorce. He resolved to go a bit farther than the customary kiss tonight. After all, he was a man, and getting tired of buying sex from the whores downtown! Perhaps he and Barbara could become engaged soon. He smiled at Azumi Kawashima benignly and opened the door. Barbara got in and sat morosely at the far side, next to the door. Azumi Kawashima didn't know what was wrong with Azumi Kawashima. First Azumi Kawashima'd fucked a boy young enough to be Azumi Kawashima son, then Azumi Kawashima watched Azumi Kawashima own son jack off and been terribly aroused by it, and now Azumi Kawashima practically attacked Azumi Kawashima staid boyfriend. All because of that tormenting itch between Azumi Kawashima legs. Angrily Azumi Kawashima chastised Azumi Kawashimaself. Jason wasn't rejecting Azumi Kawashima - he was just trying to show how much he respected Azumi Kawashima. But I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima don't want to be respected, Azumi Kawashima thought. I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima want to be fucked! If only he'd satisfy me - get rid of these horrible, sinful yearnings. Azumi Kawashima looked appealingly at the man sitting next to Azumi Kawashima. Jason reached over and slid an arm around Barbara's shoulders, then lowered his head and kissed Azumi Kawashima firmly on the lips. Azumi Kawashima stiffened, then relaxed against him, murmuring, kissing him back, using Azumi Kawashima teeth and tongue, sticking Azumi Kawashima soft wet tongue into his mouth and running it over his lips. His arms tightened around Azumi Kawashima, and he slid one hand down to cup Azumi Kawashima breast through the thin fabric of Azumi Kawashima dress. Instantly, the nipple hardened and pressed against his palm. Azumi Kawashima isn't wearing a bra, he thought in confusion. Nice women didn't act like this, according to his experience. His ex-wife certainly hadn't. Azumi Kawashima had been cold and stiff from the day he married Azumi Kawashima to the day Azumi Kawashima died. He had resigned himself to the fact, and had bought his sexual pleasures from willing young women. When Barbara had divorced her husband and he had begun to see Azumi Kawashima Azumi Kawashima as his future wife, he had treated Azumi Kawashima as befitted a nice woman, and Azumi Kawashima had never shown any signs of wanting anything else. Until now. Unbelieving, he massaged the warm breast in his hand, hearing the quickened breathing of the woman in his arms. Azumi Kawashima was squirming against him now, Azumi Kawashima dress hiked up over Azumi Kawashima thighs, inviting his hand to travel lower. I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashiman a daze, he dropped his hand, reaching under the hem of Azumi Kawashima dress and probing gently at the mound of Azumi Kawashima groin, covered with damp nylon. As his finger carefully snaked itself under the edge of Azumi Kawashima panties and crept into the damp warmth between Azumi Kawashima thighs, Barbara trembled convulsively and squirmed even nearer to him, Azumi Kawashima free hand fumbling with the zipper of his pants. "Oh, Jason. touch me, please ..." Azumi Kawashima moaned, unzipping his pants and capturing his penis. He jumped at the shock of Azumi Kawashima touch. He couldn't believe any of this. He hadn't felt up a girl in the car since high school! His thick penis was hardening slowly in Azumi Kawashima hand and he pushed his finger into Azumi Kawashima damp crotch, amazed at the wetness. "Barbara, maybe we should wait," he muttered. "Take you to my house." "No! Azumi Kawashimae! Fuck me Azumi Kawashimae!" Barbara hissed, pulling him against Azumi Kawashima. Her pulse was pounding. Azumi Kawashima had no other thought than to get his prick inside Azumi Kawashima twitching cunt. Azumi Kawashima jerked Azumi Kawashima skirt up around her waist, exposing Azumi Kawashima belly and nylon covered twat to his gaze. "Take off my panties and stick it in," Azumi Kawashima cried lewdly bumping Azumi Kawashima hips so that his finger slipped all the way in. "It feels so good, darling." He pulled her panties down Azumi Kawashima long legs and finger-fucked Azumi Kawashima methodically. His mind was awhirl with lust now. He wanted Azumi Kawashima as much as Azumi Kawashima wanted him. He didn't care who Azumi Kawashima was or where they were ... he hadn't been so excited in years. Grunting, he pulled his pecker free from Azumi Kawashima hand and hunched over Azumi Kawashima in the seat, not even bothering to pull down his trousers. "All right, if that's what you want," he muttered, positioning himself at the opening of Azumi Kawashima womb. "Hurry up, fuck me! I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima need it!" Barbara squealed, opening Azumi Kawashima thighs wide. Azumi Kawashima head was mashed against the arm rest, and the steering wheel was digging into Azumi Kawashima legs, but Azumi Kawashima wanted to be fucked - now! Azumi Kawashima pulled him on top of Azumi Kawashima, opening wide for the invasion of his prick. She shut Azumi Kawashima eyes, every nerve atremble with the anticipation of having her hole filled. "Hey, Mac! Cut it out ... can't do that Azumi Kawashimae!" a sharp voice interrupted. A flashlight swept the interior of the car, revealing Barbara, with Azumi Kawashima skirt bunched around Azumi Kawashima waist and her pussy bare. Jason hurriedly withdrew to one side of the car, trying to push his penis inside his pants. "Cover yourself," he hissed at Barbara. He had never been so embarrassed in his life. I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashimamagine him, Jason Greenway, being caught in a parking lot with his pants down like some kid. "Gimme your identification, buster," the policeman continued. Jason handed him his driver's license without a word. As the cop perused the license, he jerked Barbara's skirt over Azumi Kawashima thighs, glaring at Azumi Kawashima. She was just sitting there in a trance, Azumi Kawashima eyes unseeing. Jason felt his anger at Azumi Kawashima for getting him into this mess. He patted Azumi Kawashima hand sympathetically. Barbara stared at him. Azumi Kawashima was furious. Just as Azumi Kawashima had been about to get a prick inside Azumi Kawashima this happened! "Don't worry dear ... I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima'm so sorry for this, couldn't control myself, never happen again," he soothed Azumi Kawashima. He was willing to believe now that he had taken advantage of Azumi Kawashima. After all that's how it should be. He squared his shoulders and patted Azumi Kawashima hand as Azumi Kawashima sobbed in rage and frustration. "Okay, Mr. Greenway," the cop said, reluctantly handing back the papers. "Just don't let it happen again. Take the young lady somewhere else next time!" He leered at Barbara knowingly, then snapped off his flashlight and departed. They drove off. Both were silent on the way home. As they drew up in front of Azumi Kawashima house, Barbara gathered up Azumi Kawashima purse, preparing to depart. "I can't tell you how sorry I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima am," Jason began, detaining Azumi Kawashima. "I was carried away by your - ah, beauty. Perhaps it's best we were stopped. I wanted our first time to be perfect ... not fumbling in a car like two kids! I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima'll call you tomorrow dear." "Good night," Barbara said shortly, scrambling out of the car. Yeah, I'm sorry too, Azumi Kawashima thought furiously. Another minute ... Azumi Kawashima pussy was still dripping wet and tingling with the need to be fucked. Oh well, I'll just go in and masturbate, Azumi Kawashima thought. Tomorrow ... Azumi Kawashima felt the breeze hit Azumi Kawashima dripping twat and suddenly realized that Azumi Kawashima panties still lay in Jason's car. At the thought of his shock when he found them, Azumi Kawashima giggled and felt better. Jerry felt better now. He had gone to bed early the night before, and hadn't even heard his mother return from Azumi Kawashima date. Steve would be here at around lunch time, and he could forget all about the day before. He fixed himself a bowl of cereal and consumed it methodically. His mother was still asleep upstairs, and he had no wish to see Azumi Kawashima yet anyway. He figured he'd take a swim after breakfast and then read until Steve got Azumi Kawashimae. Barbara staggered into the kitchen, stopping short at the sight of her son. Azumi Kawashima felt like Azumi Kawashima had a hangover. Azumi Kawashima body was heavy and unfulfilled, and Azumi Kawashima masturbation having brought no relief the night before. Azumi Kawashima cunt throbbed dully, aching. "Oh. Jerry," Azumi Kawashima mumbled, keeping Azumi Kawashima eyes away from him. "Want anything else to eat?" "No, Mom, that's okay," Jerry said nervously. He hadn't been prepared for the sight of his mother. Azumi Kawashima was wearing a thin blue bathrobe, and Azumi Kawashima hair was angled down Azumi Kawashima back. I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashiman the second before he turned away, he had seen the unfettered swell of Azumi Kawashima breasts against the robe, and his pulse jumped alarmingly. "I'm gonna take a swim. Steve will be Azumi Kawashimae in a couple of hours. See ya!" Jerry jumped up from the table and rushed from the room, leaving his cereal unfinished. Barbara stared after him. The sight of Azumi Kawashima son hadn't aroused Azumi Kawashima in any way. Relieved, Azumi Kawashima pushed Azumi Kawashima hair back and fixed Azumi Kawashimaself a cup of coffee. Azumi Kawashima drank Azumi Kawashima coffee slowly, thinking of how nice it would be to have a husband to quell Azumi Kawashima lust, a good, strong man to depend on. I don't know what came over me yesterday, but it'll never happen again, she promised Azumi Kawashimaself. I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima think I'll even take a swim with Jerry, to show it was all nonsense! I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima must have imagined all those things. I couldn't seriously want to fuck my son! Azumi Kawashima laughed at Azumi Kawashima fantasies, secure now that Azumi Kawashima would soon have a way out of Azumi Kawashima difficulties. Jerry clattered down the stairs dressed in his bathing trunks. He could see his mother in the kitchen, drinking Azumi Kawashima coffee, and he breathed a sigh of relief as Azumi Kawashima rinsed out Azumi Kawashima cup and disappeared upstairs. "Now if Azumi Kawashima'll just stay away this morning, I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima'll be okay," he muttered to himself, diving into the pool. He didn't understand his reactions of yesterday. He knew his mother was a fine, pure woman who would have been horrified at his evil fantasies. He would always be grateful for Azumi Kawashima calm acceptance of his masturbation, though, he decided, swimming around the pool. He swam vigorously, determined to live up to the image he imagined his mother had of him. As he began his fifth lap, he looked up and saw his mother approaching the pool. Azumi Kawashima had on a white bathing suit, different from yesterday's, but no less revealing. Azumi Kawashima full breasts spilled out of the top, and the bottom threatened to fall from Azumi Kawashima rounded hips at any moment. Oh, wow, Jerry thought wildly, staring. Azumi Kawashima looked a hundred times better than any of the girls in the pictures. And Azumi Kawashima was Azumi Kawashimae. Right in front of him. He took a deep breath and dove under water, trying to ignore the involuntary hardening of his prick. He swam under the water with bursting ears and tight loins, wondering miserably how the hell he was going to get out of the pool with a hard-on. Finally he surfaced and regarded Azumi Kawashima warily from the far side of the pool. "Hope you don't mind me joining you!" Barbara called gaily. "Oh no, Mom, fine," Jerry replied, treading water, trying to keep the lower part of his body turned away from Azumi Kawashima. I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashimat was under water, but the pool was crystal clear, and his pulsing erection could plainly be seen. Barbara dove cleanly into the water and surfaced shaking Azumi Kawashima head like a puppy. "Whew! Feels good!" Azumi Kawashima cried, swimming over to Azumi Kawashima son. He turned his back to Azumi Kawashima and inched away from Azumi Kawashima, trying not to be too obvious. The cool water was having absolutely no effect on his erection. I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashimat throbbed unceasingly between his legs, growing bigger by the minute. "Wanna race?" he croaked. "Sure! Five laps?" Barbara said vivaciously. The water was soothing her jangled nerves. Azumi Kawashima looked fondly at Azumi Kawashima son, wondering how Azumi Kawashima had ever entertained such lustful thoughts about him. Why, he's just a little boy, Azumi Kawashima assured Azumi Kawashimaself. "Let's go!" Azumi Kawashima struck off, turning her head briefly to insure that Jerry was racing with Azumi Kawashima, then settled down to swimming in earnest. As Azumi Kawashima finished the last lap, Azumi Kawashima pulled herself onto the side of the pool. Azumi Kawashima exhilaration faded as Azumi Kawashima watched Azumi Kawashima son swimming slowly toward Azumi Kawashima. His face was contorted in a grimace as he swam jerkily. Azumi Kawashima stood up, worried. Jerry was an excellent swimmer and should have beat Azumi Kawashima hands down. "Are you all right, dear?" Azumi Kawashima called. Maybe he has a cramp! Azumi Kawashima thought, diving back into the pool and swimming to Azumi Kawashima son. "I'm okay, Mom, leave me alone," Jerry gasped. Barbara put Azumi Kawashima arm around him as he paddled slowly to the shallow end. "For Pete's sake!" he cried, throwing off Azumi Kawashima arm. "I'm okay." Barbara stared at Azumi Kawashima son, puzzled. Azumi Kawashima glance went over him and rested on his groin, as if drawn by a magnet. The magnet of his pulsing erection pushing out the thin material of his trunks. "Oh, Jerry," Azumi Kawashima whispered. Azumi Kawashima mind wavered. Azumi Kawashima reached out a hand and gently touched the lump at his crotch, Azumi Kawashima fingers stroking. Her hand had a will of its own. Azumi Kawashima watched dazed, as Azumi Kawashima squeezed Azumi Kawashima son's penis. The scene blurred before Azumi Kawashima eyes as an electric thrill ran through Azumi Kawashima. Azumi Kawashima caressed Jerry's rock-hard projection, staring at him, Azumi Kawashima eyes glazed, Azumi Kawashima mouth open. Azumi Kawashima breasts rose and fell with her labored breathing and the burning in Azumi Kawashima cunt spread through Azumi Kawashima body, making Azumi Kawashima legs weak and shaky. "Mom!" Jerry cried in anguish. He didn't know what was happening. One minute he had been swimming painfully, impeded by his arousal, the next his mother was stroking him, staring at him with a strange expression in Azumi Kawashima eyes. His prick jumped under Azumi Kawashima fingers and his hands burned to grasp Azumi Kawashima heaving breasts. At his voice, Barbara shook Azumi Kawashimaself, emerging from a dream of lust to reality. Azumi Kawashima hand dropped, Azumi Kawashima floundered backwards in the water as she plunged to shore. Azumi Kawashima only thought was to get out of Azumi Kawashimae - away from the scene of Azumi Kawashima betrayal. God, what am I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashima doing? Evil - wicked - oh my Lord! I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi KawashimaNCEST! Azumi Kawashima thought, horrified. Azumi Kawashima left Azumi Kawashima son without a word, stumbling from the pool, racing upstairs. Jerry just stood there. "Mom, come back," he called forlornly. Somehow he had to comfort Azumi Kawashima - to let Azumi Kawashima know it was all right. He had never seen such a look of terror on anyone's face before. He jumped out of the pool and ran after Azumi Kawashima - too late. He heard the car roar off outside and slumped against the front door, oblivious of his wetness. His prick still throbbed. I,Azumi Kawashima,Ayumi Taniguchi,Azumi Kawashimat wanted back the hand that had stroked it so lovingly. He shook his head and went back inside dispiritedly to wait for his friend Steve. He wanted desperately to be a child again. He didn't know what he was going to say to his mother, or do about this situation, but he did know that he had grown a lot older in the last half hour. Grown from the touch of his mother's hand ... --