Not that I’m too surprised…after the last week, I imagine that someone as pliant as you would have a lot of uses for Them.’ Maggie felt a surge ...f erotic pride at that comment, and tried to quell it. ‘But we can lose them, right?’ ‘Going to try,’ he said, swinging the steering wheel into a hard right onto an on-ramp. Maggie clenched her eyes tightly shut, not wanting to see it if they lost control of the car and crashed. They didn’t. She felt the car veer left, then right, then left again.. “Hell, no!” he snorted. “I think I could do it again.”“Do what?” she prompted, leering wickedly as her fingers squeezed his ass.“Fuck!” he yelped. “Fuck you!”“I hope you mean that in a nice way,” she laughed softly, pulling her hand from his pajamas. But then she grabbed at the front of his pajamas and closed her fingers about his cock.“Mmmmm, nice!” he gurgled softly as her fist squeezed.She felt her son’s cock throbbing in her fist, felt the morning hardness of his prick. She moved her fist,. I have her bend over at the waist and I wrap my hand around the nice black cock sticking through the hole. I guide the head to my wife’s warm wet opening. I rub the head of his cock between her lips and I can feel her wetness all over the head of his cock. I hold onto his cock and watch the head of his black cock split her lips apart as it slides inside of her. My wife moves back so she can sink his entire cock inside of her. I have her spread her legs so I can get under neither her. I turn. Her legs came up and she bent her knees to make a place for me. As water pours through a funnel her raised knees guide me straight and true to her opening. My cock was on course for the wonderful cunt that waited for it. She didn't need to use her hands and neither did I as my cock made swift work of finding her open cunt. As a hot knife through butter my cock sunk slowly deep in her welcoming body. She was tight and hot as my cock continued it's journey until there wasn't anywhere else to go..