Billy held his dick inside of me for a few moments, not moving. I was squeezing my muscles and I wanted him to be able to know and feel the thought of...being inside of a woman. Finally, he began to withdraw a bit and then slid back in. Soon, he had developed a nice rhythm and we were enjoying each other’s bodies as one.I had him get up on his hands and continue so that he could look at my body underneath him and to see the excitement of my body as he continued his movements. I held on to his. “Pat!” my mum scolded.“Well, it runs in the family, doesn’t it? Hereditary. You should know,” He teased, while grabbing her around the waist, and kissing her on the mouth.“For Christ’s sake, Paddy,” she said, glancing at me, “we all know about you Potters,” she declared, but there was a giggle in her voice. A light-hearted tone that I now recognise to be a come on. She may be my mother, but I’ve come to understand that timbre.That night I lay in bed in the small box room of our house on. "Suck my fuckin' cock" Bob whispered to me "Suck me like the fuckin' whore you are" he added I didn't hesitate and got off the lounge chair and moving over in between his now open legs, moved in and into my mouth went his cock immediately. He was so fuckin' big and so fuckin' hard I could barely take all of him into my mouth and deep into my throat, but I did so and pumped away at his cock with all I could muster. "That's it whore" he started "Suck that fuckin' cock you fuckin' whore" he. Victor had bought it for me, telling it was the same size as his huge hard dick, but just a quarter of an inch longer.I pulled on the red starps and adjusted it to my waist. I lubed it up and kept the jelly pot in my left hand. Then I climbed back into the bed snuggling up against Victor again. I reached around and easily tied his hands to the bed posts with a piece of my used nylon hose. I was very careful and silent; so, my loving hubby did not wake up. Then I pinched his nipples between my.