Bet next time you'll piss before they screw around with your hands." Christ, you got that right," he stammered."OK, how do we do this? You wearing box...rs?" No, Jockeys." Hmm. Well rather than my screwing around trying to fish you out of the fly, why don't I just pull everything down? That way there's less chance of an accident." Fuck, whatever. Just hurry - I can't hold it much longer!"So I stood behind him and undid his belt, and then the button and fly on his jeans. Taking a deep breath, I. The hand moving on his cock suggested that Beth was not asleep. He moaned as his cock erected under her gentle administrations.As a result his moans, she knew that she was having a real effect on Ed. Beth increased the pressure of her grip on his cock. He shifted giving her easier access to it. The noise woke Kelly. Pouting, she came over and said, “No fair! You had him last night.”Beth giggled and said, “So did you!”“Oh, yeah. I forgot.”The conversation didn’t stop Beth from slowly jacking Ed. Walking down stairs in high-heeled women's style cowboy boots was a new, and unwelcome, experience. How he managed it without breaking an ankle was a mystery to him. That was nothing compared to trying to get into Gina's little foreign car while wearing a short skirt and carrying a purse. But neither of those experiences held a candle to the confusion he felt just simply walking. Every sensation felt different, wrong. The way his breasts - His breasts! - bounced with every step, the unnatural,. She stopped struggling, instead lay still on the bed. Her legs were spread wide, her knees up to her shoulders. She didn't try to lower them, though that would have made it harder for her son to fuck her. Instead she just lay there, looking down, watching the huge cock spearing deeper and deeper into her tight, buttery cunt."Do you still want me to stop, Mom?"Walter stared at her, smiling, knowing the effect the big cock had on his horny mom. Then he lay flat on her naked body, crushing her big.