” We could hear him close the door as he left. I fed the machine again and several minutes later we heard the door open and close and immediately t...ere was another hard cock sticking thru. I leaned over and started sucking it and stopped and started stroking it. I recognized the cock. I was the same guy that was there before. He had come back for seconds. That was OK with me as he really had good tasting cum. I stopped and let my wife suck for awhile and he started humping her mouth. I. I was shocked when I saw Allan’s son at the funeral service. I haven’t seen the boy for at least 4 years. He’s 16 now and is a ringer for his dad. Is it me, or are kids maturing much more quickly these days? I must be getting old. Even policemen look far too young. Paul and I didn’t attend the wake. I couldn’t bear seeing anymore of Allan’s mousy, stupid little wife or hear her irritating Home Counties English accent. More to the point, I couldn’t accept the ghost of Allan in the shape of. Where once she mostly wore black, she solely wore black now. Except for cheerleading, I had to put my foot down there as Captain. We were not changing the school colours to black on black for any reason. She no longer sucked and fucked with us on weekends and would take off once the clothes came off anytime Momma brought folks home. The only exception was the monthly football gangbang, where she still limited her role to cocksucking now. She was like a sexual camel, swallowing enough cum to. Now, I started the real assault. I sent my cock inside with huge thrust of my pelvic the way a drowning man disappears into a whirlpool. In the same action, I took it out to shoot it again violently. Honestly, I admired my own power and the quick succession of driving my cock deep inside and out of her pussy which would even put the shaft of a railway engine moving at high speed to shame. I saw her feeling in heaven as she moaned fiercely swaying her head sideways. I did not bother about few.