I continued for some time with that pace & she had also started to enjoy the thrusts of mine. Then she started to move her hands towards my ass & she ...topped her hands by grabbing my ass. As I was thrusting her pussy she was moving her hands with my ass with a more passion & grab. I understood & increased my pace. I was kissing her with passion, licking her necks, earlobes, her nipples & I was sniffing her armpit aroma & it really made me more wild & I could feel that I was fucking her like an. I soon built a rhythm of pumping my cock in and out of her pussy. Maintaining my tempo, I reached around and took her thick nipples in my fingers and started to pinch and roll them. Giving her nipples attention was like setting off a bomb inside Becky. My slow pace must have been frustrating her. She started to writhe on the table. She also started to buck against me in hopes of increasing the rate that my cock moved in and out of her twat. That would not do. When I fuck a. They didn't speak a word. All anger and frustration and misunderstand were behind them now. They both knew that this was coming, had been gathering momentum. They knew that they would be cumming, coupled together in moments.She closed her lids, and her lips parted; as she felt the slow slide of her son into her depths. He touched bottom, pinged on the resilient prongs of her womb. The walls of her vagina clung to the ridge of his rigid member's knob as it retreated from it's initial. I mentioned the television that mom and I looked at. At the end of the evening, everything is arranged. I take Don to the bedroom and ask if he wants a blowjob or to fuck me, it’s on the house. He asks to fuck me in the asshole. I oblige. I am on my knees with my ass at the edge of the bed when he buries his cock in me. It feels good when his hot cum fills my ass. ‘What would it take for you to become my personal assistant, Jayden? What I mean is, you would have no more appointments, just me.’.