"That will do for now," she asserted."But I don't have any makeup on and my hair is a mess! How can I go anywhere looking like this?"Melissa tsk-tsked...with mock patience."Isn't that just like a woman? Sweetheart, we are going to the only place a woman can go 'looking like this'."She handed me a black patent purse, then had me step into matching ankle-strap sandals. Melissa looped the straps around my trim ankles and fastened each ornate clasp with an audible "click".My lover looked up at me. She slapped her face with an open hand."This Debbie, is for marrying my son when he was still a teenager SMACK! Another slap."This is for making him feel so bad and impotent."In a minute, I saw Debbie's face contort with passion. She lifeted her ass and suddenly squirted her juices high up, right on mom's face and chest.Mom laughed. I was hard."This slut is done!" she said looking at me."Take your wife inside Larry. Let her clean up and bring her out when she is ready." she said pulling the. Men are suckers for that move.After we made small talk about the day’s events and got caught up, I brought up the subject of Chris’ call. “So, I had an interesting call from Chris today,” I said.“Really?” Was his one-word response as he raised an eyebrow.“He said that he is going to be in town for a few weeks on business and was wondering if he could stay with us while he is in town,” I explained. “That is interesting,” he said slowly and paused for a while looking at me.“Well, what do you. I was soaking wet, so he slid in easily. He immediately began to pound his prick in and out of me in earnest, causing my swaying tits to slap into each other and make ‘clapping’ noises from the force of his thrusts.My God, it felt good! Brad’s cock was bigger than his father’s, and I could already tell he was much better at putting it to good use when it came to fucking.Brad had his hands on both of my hips, slamming his dick into me like a piston, when a delicious orgasm coursed through my.