Several squirts of semen filled the tip of the latexsheath and Alessia gently bucked her hips so I couldsavour the aftershocks from our liaison. ̶...;Good?” Sheasked, but we both knew she didn’t need to.I nodded. “You make the best special coffee in town,” Imuttered with a smile as I panted, looking up at theceiling.Alessia giggled, disentangling herself from my sweatybody. “Really?” She asked. “So you’ll come back then!”She knew I would,. . tired. “Tell us, Sybil,” she began, “what this new power is. We Pisadeira need something new. In the past, when a person ate too much or drank too much, I would wake them from their sleep and they would find themselves paralyzed with me sitting on their chest leering down at them.” She held her thin arms around her body and shivered as she said, “Ooohhh, the fear that would be in their eyes. It could feed me for weeks... or even months.” Her arms dropped to her sides and she said, “But modern. Now fuck me good!" I pounded the hell out of my mom; every thrust was bringing me closer and closer to blowing my wad inside of her. We both were grunting like some wild mating animals. She looked up at me, "Come Alex, fuck me! That's it, fuck me, fuck your mom. Fuck me good! Keep it up Alex; you keep fucking me like a good son. Do you like fucking me? Do you like fucking your mom, making her big tits bounce all over?" "Oh fuck yes mom! I love fucking you!" I pounded my cock in her a couple. I borrowed the pen andpad when she was done, and wrote out my number to give to her. Fair wasfair, and she seemed pretty nice. "Here's mine, too." She took mineand put it away. Rachel said, "Anyway, give me a call sometime, okay?" I nodded."Nice seeing you, Valerie. Good luck, huh?" And she walked off. Istuck her number in my wallet. "Where were you anyway?" I asked Mike as I stuck the number insidemy wallet. He just stared after Rachel. "Mike! She's too old for youand she.