By a Master... and not by some snot-nosed kid playing grownup!Erica was beside herself. This was the first real living cock that had penetrated her ne...lected pussy in ages. She had been using her fingers, her toys, and on occasion, a handy cucumber for relief, but now – finally now – she had a cock inside her!Sure, it was her stepson's cock, and by all rights, she should be appalled at the very thought of sex with him. But she wasn't. Maybe she would after her lustfog cleared, and maybe she. Miss Driscoll looked in the small mirror atop her dressing table; even now his cock looked far bigger than could reasonably be expected of a 15 year old boy and even from this distance the thick vein that ran down its shaft was clear to see. She smiled to herself with appreciation.She didn’t often invite boys back to her small flat (and when she did it was never just one). But he was worth making an exception for.He kissed her neck from behind, taking a moment to enjoy the natural scent of her. The fact that most of the schemes resulted in more money in his bank account was a secondary benefit, as far as he was concerned. He privately thought of himself as a puppet master sitting unseen behind the curtains, pulling the strings of those in power.From his point of view, he’d been quite successful at pulling the strings of those in power, both political and business, back in Massachusetts and again in St Louis. He was still remembered, and well respected in both places, although it had. You gag as I get close. You are squeezing my hard balls, slobbering on my cock, and I know I’m there. I throw my head back, and it starts. My cock explodes in your mouth. I grab the ground because I feel like I’m spinning around out of control. My cock is flooding your mouth with hot cum, so much that it’s running back out of your mouth and down my balls and ass. You keep sucking, and I’m shaking with pleasure! My cock is still going crazy. I’ve stopped cumming, but my cock feels like it’s.