”Oh shit, he called me mommy. He hasn’t called me that for years. That brought me to a whole other level of ecstasy.“Oh yes baby, do it, fill my...cunt!”“Here it is, mommy, I’m doing it, I’m cumming in your hot cunt!”His words took me over again. I felt dizzy and blacked out for a few seconds. Again, I grabbed him and pulled him tight against my breasts. I was jerking against him, my legs flailing about as he emptied himself in mommy’s cunt. I continued to hold him as we both recovered. Finally,. I’m not bad myself – I have a similar appearance – brown hair, gelled down, t-shirt, shorts. But it’s his smile. He could light a room up with it – no kidding. I lean in for a peck on the lips – we being outside, I don’t particularly want to show my new found sexuality off to the adorning public, but instead of it being the intended peck, he doesn’t release his clutch. We kiss, our tongues lightly bounce off each others, god, he should know what that does to me. I open my eyes, his are closed,. While hearing the kettle start to heat the water, he looks down to his manhood. "Fuck, look how hard I am. She's going to destroy me when she comes back," he talks out loud to himself. A while later the kettle has boiled and he can hear the clanging of the teaspoon against the cups. The house has tile floors and sound carries very easily to the bedroom. He cold swear though, that he can hear her moaning a little in the kitchen, but can't be sure. After a while he hears her footsteps toward the. She was gifted with perfect tits, firm, half melon shaped, capped with swollen brown areolas tipped with pinkish enlarged nipples. Between her short shapely thighs rested a pronounced pussy mound dusted off with fine silken black pubic hair. For all intents and purposes she had about a perfect an Asian female body as you could get. But she was no bar girl performing for a fee. She was in this for the fun, pure and simple.Mike and I were left standing in front of each other so he began to undo.