She glanced to her right, noticing that Margaret was now squatting against the wall and fingerfucking as she watched. Then Patty forgot everything as ...he felt the first pressure of her son's enormous cock, cleaving into the rubbery tightness of her sore, horny shit tunnel."Oh, Walter!" she gasped. "Fuck Mommy's asshole! Oh, shit, oh, fuck, you've got such a big prick!"Walter was already humping hard, moaning with pleasure as he felt his mother's tight, aching asshole compressing around his. He brought me off three times before he had his climax and as he pulled out and fell to the bed beside me gasping for breath I laughed and said:"You aren't done yet baby, not by a long shot."I moved down until his cock was next to my mouth. I took his meat in my hand and licked it like a lollipop and he moaned. I licked along the shaft, swirled my tongue around the bulbous head and then took him as deep into my mouth as I could. When he was nice and hard I moved over him and lowered myself onto. Almost unconsciously, I lowered myself to my knees between his legs. Igently pulled down his pants and briefs as I settled comfortably into akneeling position, comfortably resting my butt on the backs of the heelsof my boots. His erection was beautiful - long, pink and hard. I slowlybegan to kiss along the length of the shaft, using my tongue to lick eachof his balls. I left tiny lipstick kisses along its length as I kissedslowly toward the head. When close, I grasped his member and. Still no one came to the door. I opened the outer door to put a card with my phone number and a message inside. The message was that I urgently needed to speak with the occupant. I even checked the index card and then wrote Mrs. Porter, in the blank space. It wasn’t very personal, but it had worked once. When the huge wooden storm door opened, I noted that the house door had been splintered. Someone had kicked the hell out of that big assed door. Since I had been a cop, even if it was a.