I never had a lay this phenomenally intense and torrid.“Aaarrgghhhhhh!” I groaned, holding onto her ample hips. My fit body violently lurched as I...unloaded cord after cord of thick, hot, white semen into Mom’s wanting, ever-blazing pussy. When I—we—were done, I was lying on top of her back, both of us resting and getting our breathing to a normal rate. Soon I got up off her, my perspired front getting divorced from her drenched back and rear. I could hear the little “plop” as my now-deflated. The smell of fried chicken permeated the air."Man, that smells nice. But I see something that looks nicer," Maurice said.I glanced at my friend. He was looking towards the back wall of the box. I looked there and found that Lenore was leaning over one of the cushioned chairs. She had pulled her skirt up to her waist giving my friend a look at her naked ass."Lenore," I said carefully. "We do have company." I just wanted to remind you of what is available later," she said as she stood up and. Don’t look at me like that, I may be 65 but I still have sexual urges.” Cindy reached out her hand, and grasped her mothers. “I know, and if you don’t remember anything else about this conversation, is that I totally understand. Just be careful, next time it might not be me that catches you.” “There won’t be a next time, I will use my toy from now on. Now can we please change the damn subject?” She giggled, and gave her mother a weird look. “Mother, you are swearing, I never knew you could.”. When she looked up, she said, "I would have done it, you know?"Thule looked puzzled, "Done what?" I would have undone all the buttons," she said. "Thule, I'd do anything you wanted me to."Thule's body gave a little shiver of anticipation at the words even before his brain had fully processed them. Releasing her and stepping back, he said, "Dawn, you don't owe me that."Dawn's jaw took a stubborn cast, "Come on, Thule. If anyone owes anyone that, I owe it to you. That could have been me you were.