The schedule said collection 10 a.m. on Saturday and she suddenly hated that clock on the mantle shelf. It had come down through the family, the last ...hing she had of her mothers, it was old and the tick of time passing served to remind her of how her life was slipping away. she had visited her loving son even though she was not strictly allowed access; she had drunk, eaten and fucked herself to a standstill. She could think of little more she could usefully do to pass the hours For the. Dressed in an enticing white cocktail dress, I greeted him at the door with a meaningful embrace. Always the gentleman, he complimented my dress, saying the ivory fabric made a nice contrast to my mahogany skin. Little did he know what plans I had in store for him that evening.I had arranged for him to arrive two hours before his Mother arrived, that way I could prepare him for his irrefutable destiny. We made our way into the living room where David and I shared an expensive bottle of. " Jacking my cock with her delicate hand she sucked my left testicle into her mouth."God, forgive me." I whispered as my hands drifted to the sides of her head, and I caved in to my carnal cravings."Face fuck me!" she whispered as my cock slid back into her throat. She began to hum. I began to rock my hips as I watched my cock slide in, then out, then in. It had been so long since I had cum like this that I got lost on the moment. The scent of her pussy wafting from my beard, the feel of her. Her fingers followed and spread her fluid and now moving on him faster, pushed a slim finger in through his tight ring, to stimulate his prostate. Fighting the ecstatic pressure that was building to make this delight last, he finally gave up the battle just as she wrapped her lips right around the base of his cock, its head gripped firmly in her throat that started to milk him as soon as she sensed the start of the pulsation that signalled his ejaculation. The pressure in his balls, stimulated.