We just turned on some old movie and then sat on my small couch. She then looked over at me with a smile, leaned over and gave me that slow kiss like...she did earlier when she borrowed the eggs. I instantly got that jumbo rage-on and I told her as much. She asked why and I told her the story about the blonde giving the guy a blow job. She looked down at my pants, and out of nowhere, unbuttoned, unzipped them, and pulled out my dick. I almost came right then. She looked up, holding my dick. I really concentrated on trying to pulse my pussy tight round their cocks to give them maximum pleasure but my poor ring was getting tired by now from the continual battering, but I carried on tightening it and pulsing it round their cocks as best I could.The guy number 8 was black and as usual he had a massive thick prince of a cock, long fat and glistening with my pussy juice – I spend ages worshipping it and licking his heavy balls and even gently rimming his fab arsehole to give him as much. Shea felt a desperate need for him to be fully embedded in her. She has waited so long to feel him again she had to resist the urge to move faster. Alex felt her wet heat and moaned her name, which made her moan in response. Lowering herself on his thickness Shea moved slowly down severing every silky inch until he was completely embedded deep inside her. She started slowly riding him enjoying it as much maybe even more than him. He began kissing her neck as his hand roamed over her body, her. He lifted his head wrinkling his brow and squinting from the brilliant light shining in his eyes. He put his right hand up to his forehead shielding his eyes from the strong light. A shadowy, bright figure came into focus.“Aunt Laura ... Mom? Is that you Mom?” Brad asked feeling as if still half asleep.“Oh, so now that I’m dead, he finally decides to call me Mom!” Laura kidded sarcastically, gesturing with her arms.“Yes honey, it’s me,” Laura spoke softly.“But ... but, how can that be, am I.