" I'm sorry for keeping you waiting." Don't be." She snaked her arm around mine and edged closer."I suppose I owe you an explanation - about her." Onl... when you're ready."I glanced around, seeing a bench I slowly guided Erin there. Brushingthe dust from the wrought-iron we sat down, the sun was warm with aslight breeze blowing.I looked down at our hands entwined in love as they were, "I'm sure myreal mother loved me, I mean she carried me through to term. I thinkthough, that she eventually. I began fucking her back. Our bodies were again slamming at one another. The feel of her pussy pulling at my cock was mindnumbing. She continued to pound on my cock as I slammed up to meet her. Feeling another eruption, I suddenly rolled Allie off of me and kneeled between her legs. My mouth went after her pussy like it was the last one on earth. I wanted to make her cum again. I wanted to hear her moans, her pleas, her cries. I wanted to taste the mixed juices leaking from her slit. Allie. ’ she laughed with a wink. ‘Is there any particular face you’re picturing covering right now because that is definitely not a cock settling down. I better leave you to your fantasies, be back soon and no jacking off.’ She grabbed one of her rolling bags and walked out of the room. My cock remained rock hard as my mind flashed through picturing how each of the women out there would look staring up at me, the head of my penis dangling in front of their open mouths, my cum all over their gorgeous. Timmy stopped staring at Mrs. Smith and looked down at the football in his hands. “Oh, ok,” he said. He tossed the football to Susan underhand, so the nice lady could catch it. The throw was a little short, and Susan had to step forward on her teetering high heels and lean out to catch the ball. As she did she felt her tits heave forward, straining against the scoop-neck. “Oh, my!” she exclaimed, catching the ball but having to take another step to keep from falling down. Susan laughed as.