.!” as she sped thumped away harder. I was groaning and grunting totally lost, trying to hold her buttocks to dictate the rhythm but there was no po...nt. She was in control and she knew it. She half laughed, half chocked as by dick slammed about inside her, spurting load after load inside her and pushing against her cervix. “Your cock… is dancing… inside of me…. And your spunk… is dancing in… side of me… now!” She sang as I literally thrashed about on the floor. My arms and legs waves about. I live in a small apartment with my eighteen year old son, Paul. He is a good looking guy, not very muscular and has short hair. Our life is not perfect but we are happy, and I always try to take care of my son, his studies and other expenses. Things were going good between us but I had no idea that one day we would cross some lines. It was one after noon when I found out that my son had grown up. That day I was feeling a bit sick so I came home a little early from work. On my way back to my. I struggled. Didn’t want to. But wanted to please her so badly. And madly. “Please, ma’am, please put your fingers in my ass.”“Good boy.” Her fingers invaded me. Not fast, but slowly like there was no doubt they weren’t stopping until they were buried in my ass. She started pumping them in and out, each time her fingertips tripping over that spot that was too much.“I like spanking you,” she annonced. “I love your beautiful ass being so red. You arching up for me. Sometime soon, I want to spank. I’m thinking the blue one with the racing stripe.”“Hmm, I thought I had a bikini too, I must have donated it, or thrown it away...” Riki said, standing back up holding a couple of suits. “Sure, the blue one ... mmm” she answered, looking at him, sitting on the edge of her bed, as if waiting for her to change in front of him like the girls had just been doing. “Be right back...” she said, uncertain she should take off her clothes here, though with the state of her daughters undress lately, she.