Have a crème brulée to finish with? Jenny did it once. There is a recipe in Delia Smith's book. The dessert might be rich but we don't have to have ...uch.As fast as I can, I check the ingredients, make a more general shopping list and I am about to go to the supermarket when I remember about the washing. I head back inside, grab the dirty clothes (at least the washing machine is in the garage not the kitchen) separate "lights " from "darks" and set the machine off – and then go shopping.It is. So I pulled my shirt off and crawled up to her, placed my head between her legs and started licking the inside of the thighs. Then I licked her pussy lips and gently kissed them. I took my hand and opened her pussy lips and licked from the bottom to the top. I licked a few times and felt how wet her pussy was getting so I slid my finger inside. I wiggled my finger in side as I moved in and out and licking her pussy. Then Mary opened her legs more with her knees bent. I felt her pussy. I can’t take it any longer” she moaned into my ears. “Come on, fuck me, baby… fuck your mom’s pussy,” she said.I stopped what I was doing and let her guide my monster cock into her pussy. She was still on me, so she gently lowered herself until the entirety of my cock went into her amazing pussy. “Aahhhh feels so good to have a real cock inside me,” she said, rocking back and forth, sitting on my torso. Mom bent down and lowered one of her tit into my mouth, which I dutifully sucked.I matched. I push her off, then slam her back onto me. It’s hard, my need taking control. Your now free hand reaches between my legs from behind me, grabbing my balls as your teeth gently bite into my shoulder. You want me to play rough. I take the hint and fuck her hard, like an animal, hovering right on the brink of losing all control. But I won’t let that happen, not yet. There’s one more thing I’m going to do before this night is done. Over and over, in and out of her wet pussy, until I hear her cry.