She snuggled against me, and I kissed her ear, then pushed my tongue in it. Soon her rubbery nipple stiffened between my finger and thumb, and I tugge... at it gently. Mum turned towards me and brushed her lips against mine.'Pinch me, darling, like Auntie did. You'll have to learn that I like to be hurt!' she breathed, so softly that I could hardly hear her.I slowly pressed my finger and thumb together on her nipple, tighter and tighter, watching her reaction, and I saw her bite her lower lip.. I could only imagine what a blow job from that mouth would feel like. Her previously licked and fingered pussy made a squishy sound as he entered as her eyes rolled back into her head. He began to roughly grab those tits and tug roughly on the rising nipples. I decided to cheer him on and to get him to really give her a good hard fuck. I encouraged him to push it all the way in and pull it all the way out. Each time he re-entered the sound of her cum leaking out as he pushed his way in the. “And I'll pound you so hard.”She whimpered in utter delight. She knelt on her husband's trench coat, wiggling her ass at me. He fell to his knees before her, still rubbing her panties on his face while he jerked off his little dick with his other hand. His wife wiggled her hips at me, beckoning.I fell to my knees behind her. My dick smacked her rump, the sound echoing through the room. Then I drew the tip of my dick across her curvy ass and down to her taint, her silky pubic hair caressing me.. Christy was born again and I assumed that abstinence and piety came with the package. She would often talk about her relationship with HIM. I made the mistake of playfully suggesting that HE might be a SHE. "HIM" she said, "It's HIM". I wasn't about to disagree with her or compete with HIM for her affection. After all, millions of women cry out HIS name in the heat of the moment every day. HE must be amazing in the sack.I found her religious outlook quirky and comforting. She was always quoting.