Adult Blogger: SQUIRTING CHICKS ringing of a cell phone stopped her short. Dan recognized the ring as his, and leaned forward to grab his phone from the coffee table. Looking at the Caller ID display, he saw it was Steve. With Steve's lovely mother sitting on his lap, her massive, store-bought tits just inches from his face, Dan hit "Send" on his phone ¡V one of the fingers that had just been inside Steve's mom's cunt did the job ¡V and put it to his ear. "What's up," he said, looking up at Mrs. Morgan with a gleam in his eye. She mouthed the words, 'Who is it?' a questioning expression in her baby blue eyes. He didn't respond, not to her anyway. "Sounds good to me, Steve. That should be fun." Mrs. Morgan scrambled off his lap and moved to the other side of the couch. Her top was still spread, revealing the oversized breasts riding high on her torso. She pulled her top together and her skirt down in some feigned display of modesty, but Dan could still see her distended nipples poking through the top. "Uuhh, give me forty-five minutes or so. I'll meet you guys there." And he hung up the phone.
