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Click hereJust like that, Monica had seen enough, and she called it quits. James had not yet unloaded, nor had William, but ending the scene with two unrequited erections was not only ironic, it added a touch of panache. Keep them wanting more, she thought. Whether William and James would agree with her was another matter, but they reluctantly accepted their fate, and after a final rinse off they trudged back to their lockers.
Dan dressed quickly and left with Liz, confirming all suspicions. James and William were still at their lockers, and James saw that he had a text message from Jane. He was intrigued, because only once before had she texted him. Her message was clear and concise.
IF U WANT TO FUCK MY MOTHER COME TO MY HOUSE
AFTER WORK. THIS MAY BE BEST CHANCE.
James showed it to William.
"Are you going," he asked?
"I think so. Why not? I'm telling you, her mother is hot. And even if it doesn't work out, I'll probably get to fuck Jane."
"Sounds like win-win to me."
"Hey, I have an idea. Why not come with me? Jane won't mind. Heck, Jane's mother definitely won't mind either."
James told William about his previous encounter with Jane's mother - Mrs. Santori.
"I don't know," said William, warily, "she's got to be fifty, right? A hand-job, okay; a blowjob, okay; but fucking? A fifty-year-old vagina doesn't interest me. It's a little too old. Why are you so interested in it?"
"Look, Jane is always teasing me, always embarrassing me, always trying to put to put me down. But if I fuck her mother then I'll own her. No matter what she says to me, no matter what she does to me, we'll both know that I fucked her mother."
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