INCIDENT WITH BEAUTY MOM GIRL

INCIDENT WITH BEAUTY MOM GIRL

 

 

So there I am, in the driveway in the hotrod with Beauty Mom, who had plopped out both tits.  I was pinching one and sucking on the other, when suddenly I hear this BANG BANG BANG.  It was the young man on the driver's side.  His young, rotund brother was on the passenger side doing the same thing.  Both are screaming at their mom that she's a slut! (Well, they do kinda have a point, there!)  So, I can't just cower in the car, right?  And they're small, though I do sort of sympathize with their emotions, I mean, do you really want to see some random dude in a Mustang sucking yo mamma's titties in the driveway???  So I get outta the car, thinking that will scare them, but it doesn't, I mean, I think they wanted a fight!  But I start calling them pussies, and that seems to snap them out of it, but for a brief moment I'm thinking, fuck, two of them, one of me, what if -- fuck! -- they kick my ass?  How's that gonna look???  So I chase them away, all the while telling them they're faggots, and then I realize I'm in front of this blonde/blue calling her offspring names, and then, fuck, she yells at me to be nice to her boys.  But, punchline, get this, she asks me if I'll call her again.  I look at her and say, um, no, I won't!  She'd given me a 5x7 of that picture above?  I dump it onto her driveway, back out over it, and roar off.