He held me tight and continued to stroke my cock as his tongue fucked my mouth.I felt more penetrated by this than all the times I had been fucked in ...he last few months.I came.My cum shot out and covered his own cock and my hand that was gripping it. It dripped between us.Still he stroked my cock and still he frenched my mouth.Eventually the shudders that racked my body subsided and he let go.He sat back down and told me to come back and straddle his lap, facing him. As I did so, my softening. When she reached the sign in book, she decided to use the pseudo name he had given her so many years ago, Polly Adler. She never understood why he liked this name but figured he had a reason so she never questioned it. Polly moved around the room quietly, when she saw the widow. She was easily recognizable, not by the crowd of mourners surrounding her, but by the detailed description he had given her so many times before. Afraid she might offend or upset her, Polly slipped into what she thought. She slid her finger in and out, then added another. Tracey clenched her teeth and closed her eyes as the two fingers went into her. Emma then rammed her fingers into her friend's ass forcefully, Tracey yelping quietly each time. Alex got up off the sofa.Emma dripped lube onto the throbbing head of Alex's cock and he pressed it into Tracey's puckered asshole. Inch by inch, he forced his cock into her incredibly tight hole. He was rock hard, which helped. When he pulled out for another go, she. What do you say? Alright. That seems fair. Ill tell her where we stand for now I went into the kitchen to get a beer and in walked Brian. Wheres Mom? asked Brian. In the living room son I replied. I stayed in the kitchen enjoying my beer. Brian had gone in the living room to see Janice. I started to mull over our earlier conversation and was daydreaming about giving my MIL a wicked ass fuck. It all visualized good in my head but it was still far too peculiar. Finishing my beer I went into the.