He could still fit into his football uniform. He'd worn it as his Halloween costume last year. I realized then that I needed to step up my game."Honey... can you drive my mom home?" I said. He didn't say a word. He just nodded his head and went over to her.A few moments later, he'd gathered her belongings and was herding her out to his car. I wondered then how he handled the frustration. He just wanted to get in the car and drive her home and come back. Mom was acting as if she was Queen. I wasn't thrilled about that but I often found it hard to deny her wishes."That was hot Baby," I said as I basked in the afterglow of great sex. My balls felt drained and my pretty wife snuggled in my strong arms."You liked that did you," she teased with a mischievous grin. She kissed me tenderly and her tongue slipped inside my open mouth. I could still taste the residue of my cum and I sighed softly as our tongues entwined. We drifted off to sleep with the television on. My dreams were vivid. She cried and wrapped her arms and legs around me, her heels into my butt, driving me deeper into her. I fucked with long slow strokes, then faster and shorter. I felt her excitement build and burst. As she screamed and her cunt contracted on my cock, I spasm’d. I poured shot after shot into her. She held me tighter. We kissed fiercely. I rolled off Bette. We lay side-by-side, arms across each other, gasping. ‘Ooh Ron, that was a good start. What are you doing for the next day or so?’ ‘Fucking. That’s … that’s it.” I rubbed her pussy ,her torso quivered, i palmed her breast, pinching her erect nipples. ‘aahhhh………mmmmmmmmm ‘, heavens , heavens’ she moaned loudly. Rina was by now doing tremendous things to me. She had taken the whole 9 inches rod down to her throat and was sucking frantically, licking my meat up and down. Her tongue was doing magic to the pink cap of the cock. It was now difficult to control. My muscles tensed, cremaster contracted and the abs tightened to pump out.