I had no material to masturbate too.“I can’t finish, im struggling” I said.Suddenly I felt my Moms hand grip the base of my cock. I gasped but d...dn’t say anything. She then began to stroke my long cock. It felt soo good. My mom jerking my cock, I could feel the cum building up. “Wow, mom your good at this”“….You nearly done?”“Shit….yeh…..Cumming!”I then sprayed the entire wall with Hot steamy Cum.“Wow that is a lot!” She said with a little giggle “It always better when someone does it for you”. Picking up a cup of coffee and Chloe we went out ontothe terrace overlooking the clear blue sea off the Cornish coast (wherewe now live) and thought more about when we first metJuly 2011CJ was dressed in a Tuxedo and looked as if he was born to wear one, Iwas getting more besotted with him, as he entered the limo, he grinnedat Keith and they looked like two schoolboys sharing a secret.He complemented Jane and I on how we looked but as usual I just couldn'tkeep my eye's off him, the drive to the. But most of all she was fucked in this room. Mornings, afternoons and nights a constant stream of men and women visited her. Often they came as couples or groups for her to pleasure. They fucked her and ate her. They filled her throat and the depth of her bowels. She got double penetrated or even fucked in all three orifices at once. She remembered the visit of two lesbians. They used her with huge latex strap-on dildos. And once she'd had a session with six young studs that never seemed to. Then suddenly, faster and faster, the strokes shorter, up, down, up, down, up down up down… thump, thump, thumpthumpthumpthumpthump, the wet smacking sounds of their flesh loud in the small confines of the car. She rode him like a demon, her pelvis hammering against his over and over, tongue savagely plunging into his mouth above while continuing to plunge harder and harder onto his shaft down below. It was like she wanted to drive him right through the seat of the car. Her backside.