These are not pros and appear to have just met. Anonymous fucking. A hired stud? More points. A random thought: I wonder if I'll ever find some homema...e online video with my ex-wife in it. The thought is random but ubiquitous, flashing in my mind almost every time I surf for this sort of thing online. She slowly slides down his body to a squatting position, her hands trailing along like an afterthought. She takes her time unfastening his pants, unzipping them, and sliding them over his thighs. His mother had a whole side to her that surprised him, and it took a while to get used to it. He wondered if every time she went on a business trip she had sex with her clients, and how often she had sex with people when she went to meetings. He also spent more time admiring her body. Her breasts really were great, and he thought about what kissing her lips would be like. Or if those lips were sucking on his cock and his balls emptied themselves into her mouth. Would she swallow?The next time. I wanted to call her Mommy and kiss her and let her take care of me. There were many strange and different feelings rushing though my mind. I wondered if Samantha and Amy were lovers. Would they return to me again? Would they love me again? I wondered if this was their first experience with a little girl but no, that couldn't be possible. The lips that were on my sex were experienced lips. The lips that were in control of my orgasm were soft and tender, but they also knew how to be rough. The. It was funny how there was already sex in the air when I hadn’t even crossed her doorstep, maybe some of her neighbours had even heard us but then neither of us really cared. All I cared for were those tits, grabbing that ass and all she cared for was guiding my hand right down to her pussy without any delay. My fingers were inside her before the door had fully closed and I used them to steer her, angling them slightly to pull her behind me as if on a leash, a fucking short one at that.But.