" She was shaking her head no, but she was also pushing back against his thrusts with vigor. "I'd even go so far as to say you would let him cum insid... your sopping wet pussy." Yes! I would. Is that what you want to hear? That I would let my own son fuck me? That I sometimes masturbate to thoughts of him between my legs? That I wonder what the feel of his cum running down my throat would taste like?" Marion immediately went into the throes of another orgasm, as she finished talking.Peter began. I hope it was alright that I took the opportunity to provide both of you with such a deal?”“Mom, you will never stop, will you? You’re already a billionaire many times over,now you want to make sure I am too!“Derek, please let my mom have her way with her money as she invests for you and me too.”“I can’t even think that big!”“Good! Now, you just lie back and tell me what you have done to make my daughter so giddily happy.”“Mom, I can tell you all about it, OR, Derek and I can show you in detail. I immediately realized he was not wearing a condom, she was fucking him and probably all these men with no birth control, I felt my own cock stiffen even more at the thought of them cumming in her unprotected vagina. As he moved from between her legs I got my first good look at her, she was lying on her back either propped up on a table or a soft high chair, I couldnt tell. She was naked her big milky soft tits lay on her chest heaving and glimmering in sweat, her reddish blond hair in a mess,. I had been chatting to a chap, lets call him Colin (rhyming slang ‘Colin Firth’ - girth ;-P) for a short while, when the delightful boy suggested we meet. Now a lot of the people I talk to either play around with the idea of meeting but it never actually manifests itself or they are far too ‘full on’ airing on the side of dare I say, ’desperate’ far too quickly. Infact as I recall it was along the lines of ”how would you feel if I booked a hotel next weekend?” Good on you I thought, not too.