At the end, I felt completely powerless. The red lights took forever to change, but when they finally turned green the bus behind me pushed me to move... like a man breathing down my neck.When I finally parked outside the Gilman home, I looked at my watch. It had been the longest fifteen-minute drive I could recall. Now I decided I dreaded coming here, but I really could not sit in the car hoping things would change in the outside world.Cathy herself opened the door. "Come in. Everybody's in the. ”“Believe it honey. And now please fuck me. Fuck your own mother as much as you want. You don’t even have to make me feel good. Just fuck me till you’re satisfied.”I dint need a second invitation. I pushed my cock slowly into her to savor the feeling and when I was completely in I started going in and out slowly in circular motions. I as she got even wetter down there I went faster and faster until I was just pounding her with my cock. And mom really loved it.“Ohhh yes honey yes…fuck me…fuck me. ” Camille tried to reply quickly, but Ryan was already on his knees, right sleeve rolled, shoving his hand between the girl’s spread legs and into her smooth but sore pussy. “Not... there!”Too late. Ryan’s hand was deep up her canal slacked by the birth of four dozen cans. She had squeezed the last one out of her womb ten minutes ago and her birth canal was just starting to get adjusted to the absence of cold metal distention. Now a hand even thicker than a can was rummaging in her uterus like. He told me good morning and apologized for bothering me last night. He said he would have brought his own but things were unexpected and laughed about it. He than told me my wife was still taking her shower.Mr. Sultanali he asked me to come closer because he wanted to tell me something. His big frame dwarfed me and I could imagine this man on top of my wife last night. He said to me that my wife was a wonderful little lady and he felt he was falling in love with her. He had said they went out.