Mom slid into a Russian split with her legs completely outstretched to the sides and her hairy pussy landed on my face.Mom screamed out in extreme ago...y. It was loud enough to wake the neighbors. Then she passed out from the pain. She remained on my face and her weight kept me from getting free…as if I wanted too in the first place.About five minutes passed by as I continued to drink from her wonderful tasting womanly nectar. I could have stayed like that forever.Unfortunately Mom woke up. She. Street lights and supermarket freezers flickered and eventually went out all the way up the coast toward San Francisco, until the state electricity coordinator's office cut off south California entirely, to save the rest of the state. In Phoenix, the situation was similar, the blackout engulfed Tempe quickly and got as far as Scottsdale before somebody at the Tucson Electric Generating Plant pulled the plug to stop the cascade.In the high plains of Northern New Mexico, Astrid Little Feather was. I had not cum in several days and this was one of my favourite tumbles, but yet as flaccid as a dead squid. “Think of something kinky”, I said to myself. “Anal, nope; Bi sex, hmm, Taboo, better, but... how about the babe sucking my cock? Nothing worked. Then I thought of her; the nanny, my wife’s cousin, the nymph I had just plied with alcohol and left cleaning up her puke. Within seconds I was hard and a few minutes later ready to shoot my load, but I didn’t. I pulled my bill fold, handed. She had an idea of what Helen was planning for George, important not to make this guy come too soon. “Slow. Down.” She panted at him and felt his previous rhythm return. “Yes.” Helen said walking to stand behind him. “Slower. Harder. Deeper.”She instructed as she slid her hands around his waist unfastening his pants as he thrust. She drew down his pants and boxers in one fluid crouch, leaving her looking up at a flexing athletic ass, the cheeks clenching tight as the thick sheaved shaft slowly.