Room is full. I hated when they were full. Also, none ofmy buddies were online yet. So, I scrolled down the list of rooms,trying to find one to enter....I never really chatted in them anyway. Iliked to enter, check out people's profiles, halfway follow thedialogues, and hope someone would IM me. Or if someone lookedinteresting, or local, I'd IM them. Usually just to found out a littleabout them. If they were another cross-dresser, I'd find out what theyliked, if they had advice, or just have some. I had totallyforgotten about the photographers out there. That was when a big guy puthis arm around Jenny, leading her to a car and fighting through thepaparazzi and another guy closed the door before they could get anyphotos.Where the hell had those guys come from? They were like bouncers at anightclub or something. Not that I was ungrateful, Jenny would neverhave got through them on her own.That was when I heard voices in the living room. I let myself in."Matilda!" Mum said. There were two. " Let it go Justin, I liked the taste of your cum before. You know there's nothing quite like the taste of cock juice, and I've tasted plenty in my time." Then as if to prove that she wanted me to climax she began to rub my penis harder and take more of it into her mouth, giving my balls a gentle squeeze at the same time.I couldn't stop it now if I wanted to, it was like a dam about to burst its banks as my semen flooded up from my testicles ready to burst from my cock and explode into her. Initially my saali started resisting “Jiju stop its very big and paining”. My wife also shouted “Honey stop, you are not inserting sperm and you are fucking her”. I said “dear I need to reach climax, wait for 2 minutes it will be done. And saying that I started kissing my saali all over her navel, neck and face. My wife became angry and shouted “ What you are doing”. I said “I need her to relax, her pussy is tight and unable to reach my climax”.By this my saali started enjoying big dick and her.