I was astonished when I didn’t come along with her. Catching her breath, she said, ‘You didn’t get off, did you.’ ‘Not yet,’ I said, gent...y stirring my cock in her silky depths. ‘You didn’t have any problem last night. You managed to come in my pussy, my mouth, and my ass. We even shared a titty fuck. Now that you’ve screwed me pretty much every way a man can fuck a woman, I guess you’re getting bored with me?’ ‘Hell, no. I’m not bored. I’m the world’s luckiest man. Look at me. I’m still hard. He smiled again. 'Happier' certainly made a difference. All the travel weariness and all the frustrations of the past month seemed to slough off as he headed toward where Jennifer waited to drive him home. Seeing her smile at his return would make it all worthwhile.Of course, what he did see as he exited security caused him to burst out laughing. Jennifer stood behind the rail, looking every bit like a sexy chauffeur in cap and sunglasses, holding a sign that said "Dave 'Superstud' Mackey." His. "No, Oh God, don't." I was all the way inside my mother's incredibly warm moist vagina. She closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth, then let out a deep sigh and cried, "Oh yes, Oh baby, yes, do it. Fuck me, Harry. Fuck me, my sweet man."Her legs rose and her knees bent back toward her chest as I began to move inside her. The feeling of her pussy clenching and clutching my penis was exquisite. I looked down between us and watched my cock as it moved back and forth in my mother-in-law's. Once again, my mouth is on him. I feel him watching as my head bobs up and down his length. He’s trained me in properly giving him a blow job. I can take his entire length and not gag. If I gag he gets very very angry. I spend a good thirty minutes servicing him. My jaws ache, my back is sore and my knees are burning, but I don’t dare stop or complain. I’ve been drinking down his pre-cum at a steady rate for a good ten minutes so I know if I keep going, he’s going to cum. No matter how often I.