Trish loved the sensation of her son fucking his big, hard prick in and out of her mouth. The musky scent of his crotch aroused her lust, and she moan...d over and over as she continued to suck her son off. Her hands reached for his firmly muscled asscheeks, and she could feel every thrust he made into her mouth as she clasped his pumping ass."Ohhhh, Mom, soooo hot, " he gasped. "Suck, suck me, Mom! Make me come!"Now, Trish's head was bobbing up and down over her son's throbbing, thick. . and she was naked.“Kate, what... ?”Her lips smacked as she opened her mouth to talk. “Please, Tom, I have to have you...” Then she went down on me again.“Oh, shit, that feels good ... but ... why? Won’t you lose your powers if that body doesn’t stay virginal?” Then I realized that I had had sex with Demie the previous night. “Oh! You’re sucking on Demie’s juices; that’s why you’re horny.”But that didn’t explain why she had gone down on me in the first place. Demie’s vaginal secretions were. " There are three ex-military S-70s just starting a luxury overhaul and rebuild at Lutz," Bill told us. "Chuck and I picked them up from the Federal Auction website earlier this week, and we've got them earmarked for this very operation."Pete was rubbing his hands together at this news, and announced that if we could find him a table to work on, he would rough out some ideas before starting to canvas the Reno resort operators.We left him to do this, and when I stuck my head in Georgie's door,. The crowd always loved you.”Momma rolled her eyes. “They still do, Dan. You never understood and you never will. You are the same small-time bumpkin you were back then and you always will be. Grow up, Dan. You have to get what you can in this world. Grab it by the throat and never let go. Not you though. No, not Daniel Beckworth Peters. You had to piss off your father and get disowned. Think about how good our lives could have been! Who cares about your damned score, with enough money, anything.