I moved back around to see her from behind, and as the man who fucked her pussy pulled back, his cum came streaming out of her married pussy.She final...y let loose of the man in front and rolled onto her back on the blanket. Then I was surprised when one of the men who had been watching and stroking his cock moved between her legs and began sucking her pussy, swallowing the other man’s cum, while another one straddled her face, and moved to his knees, pressing his low-hanging balls to her mouth.. My tongue flicks against the lobe of her ear and I nibble gently on it. Again she moves her head around towards me but again I whisper “Not yet, angel,” quietly in her ear. I kiss the nape of her neck, inhaling the perfect combination of Chanel combined with her own natural scent. I am intoxicated and nearly fall to my knees as it overcomes me. One hand strokes her cheek and neck while my other arm gently wraps around he, stroking her belly and ribs, working towards her delicious breasts. As I. Paula turned to face Bobby. As the juices he’d pumped into her began to trickle down her legs, she hugged him and kissed him. ‘I don’t believe you did that!’ she gushed. ‘God! You make me feel so wild! ‘You make me feel pretty wild, too,’ Bobby replied. ‘Now I have to get cleaned up again,’ Paula giggled. Her body was still tingling from Bobby’s delightful ambush. She never wanted to stop feeling this way! While Paula took a second shower, Bobby sat on the bed and watched TV. Then Paula. I could rouse her, make her do her duty as a slut, but ... A mother could help out her son, too.“Come with me,” I told my son, setting the camcorder down on the shelf as I walked to the stairs. I felt my son’s eyes on me, lusting after me the same way the teenage boys I taught math to did. Those same hungry, young eyes.“What are you up to, Mom?” he asked, voice thick and commanding.“Taking care of my son,” I said, throwing a look over my shoulder and smiling at him. The same sort of smile I.