I was wiping my face when she started begging me to do it again. “I have to cum again.” She whimpered. “It hurts. I need to cum again. Please.�... I took her dick in my mouth once again. This hottie could get a blow job from me as many times as she wanted. She shoved her dick all the way to my throat. She grabbed each side of my head and started to fuck my face. With long deep swift thrusts. It let go of her and started rubbing my dick through my pants. She was fucking my face so hard that it. I could tell Grant's was getting very aroused by his mother's sexually display, as he was starting to gain a stiffer erection.When Grant started pulling and pinching Linda's nipples she emitted a very loud groan, her face contorted, she turned a dark shade of purple, her quaking legs stiffened, and she expelled a loud wet fart that reverberated around the walls, (apparently she was oblivious to it, the fart didn't slow down her pace). The jugular veins in her neck swelled in the throes of her. "Carmine may donate to the Cripple c***dren Fund and the United Way, but that's just part of the front. In another life he's nothing but a bent nose Sicilian Mustache Pete who will cut your throat in a heart beat. The 'families' operate differently now. The muscle-bound hoods who sell dope, book bets, and pimp for the cat houses and escort services, etc., they are still out there on the streets. Now-a-days, however, there is a second level of thugs with college educations and better manners who. You were going to surprise Sophie by getting home early?”“Not Sophie.” Hanna said, absently rubbing her arm where I had grabbed her - I must have squeezed her too tightly by the look of it. “You. But you didn’t answer your door so I gave up and came home.”Hanna flushed a deeper shade of red and shivered slightly.“How long were you out here?” I asked her. Among the riot of emotions I could see on her face, Hanna looked confused.“A while.” Hanna said. She gave me a half-grin that was reminiscent.