‘Oh, Pete, I want you to fuck me into our next anniversary!’ she exclaimed with that smokey tone to her voice. MJ was a notorious dirty talker, sa...ing things that would make Red Fox blush and a sailor cry for his mother. Her hand ran up to press to the back of his head, pulling forward to force him to intently stare down at what he was doing to her amazing body. He peered down between large tits to she, and feel, her hips sway and buck from want and desire. He decided to treat her first,. “Go on,” my mother urged, fire behind her eyes. “Fuck me. Hard. Use my slutty married cunt.”Caspar’s eyes went wide while I held the moan and worked at my cock. I could feel the surge bubbling inside me, the reaction to hearing my mother use language I’d never heard her use before.“Oh fuck,” Caspar said, blurting it out like a surprise.My mother was relentless, thrusting back while she also grinned up at the man in front of her, her fist working his cock.“You need a condom, too,” she said. “My. One of the many jackets that had started my jacket fetish/ collection... I didn’t know where to begin with it at first, was I to strip completely naked, try it on and have a wank whilst wearing it? Was I to lay it on my bed and give it a good fuck like I had fantasized for years? Or was I to simply wrap it around my cock, give it a fuck that way and cum all over it?I picked it up and the feeling of holding the jacket for the first time, I’ll never forget. It was super silky and just glided. So I stood up in front of everyone, dropped my shorts. Kate stood up, dropped hers, and lifted her foot to hand them to me. They were tiny. Like, not quite a g-string, but very small all the way around. I bent over and stepped into them, slid them up slowly. I figured I'd make a bit of a show of it, just to prove I wasn't embarrassed or scared, but really my heart was pounding. When I got them all the way up, I tried to keep my dick in them but they were too small to hold it. So I was just like.