Lucky for me, she was able to stay conscious. I pulled her off of me and laid her on the table on her side with her legs crossed.I slowly began stroki...g in and out of her reaching the same depth as before but with faster strokes. I felt her cum again just as violently and decided to give her a break. I pulled out of her and took a step back. I walked to the fridge and grabbed Kimiko a water and a ice pack placing it on her pussy. I sat on the table and stroked her hair. After about ten minutes. I set a course straight for their car.“Allow me to do the talking,” I said to Joan. I didn’t expect her to keep quiet, but it was worth a try, I thought.“Good evening,” I said to the deputy as I handed him a card. “Is there a problem?”“Depends on what you are doing at the high school in the middle of the night?” he made it a question.Before I could answer Joan spoke up. “9PM is hardly the middle of the night.” I turned and gave her a truly nasty look.“I’ve got a bad hip. If I don’t get enough. "Explore I did, probing deeper and deeper inside her very wet vagina. God! I had my finger up my own mother's sticky cunt! Mom pushed her hips against my hand, urging me deeper yet. "Mmmmm! Yes, honey! That's it."She began to grind her pussy on my hand, and her breath came a bit quicker. "Give me a kiss, honey," she said.I bent my head and tentatively placed my mouth on hers. She opened her lips to me and began kissing passionately. Then I could feel her tongue licking at my lips. I responded. Theonly question was who should he start with next.Then Brad saw his next customer, or who he at least hoped would be hisnext customer. There was a big and muscular man in a football uniformchugging down a beer. But what really drew Brad's attention was the VERYprominent bulge going down the front of his pants."Sheila," Brad mused, remembering the football player's name.When the party had first started, that very football player had been arather attractive woman named Sheila. Of course she'd.