She was so excited with his kinky gesture, that I thought she almost came. She couldn’t help but moan a little and said to me “you just had late n...ght snack few hours ago! Are you still hungry?” She said rubbing her mound and my dick “Yes mother! Your food is so tasty I cannot have enough of it!” She said trying to overcome the feeling “this food legally belongs to your dad! So don’t try to eat it while your dad is around!”“No? Not even a taste?” I said in a disappointed tone still rubbing my. I'm having the card couriered to me here. Do you have a cellphone that I can call you on when it arrives?" I'm getting a new one right after my sister finishes depositing the checks I wrote out to her and my parents. I don't have the number yet, but I'll give you a call later to give it to you."That concluded my business with him, but he wanted to chat some more. He said the transfer I'd made out yesterday had already been processed this morning, then he wanted to talk about how I got to be so. I have no idea where you got this intensity from, but I am literally dying and being reborn every second of it. You keep on going. Just keep on going, nonstop. You move around in a way. You position my penis inside you in many different angles. You have completely lost count of the number of orgasms you’ve had. We are literally fucking each other in a pool of mutual cum. That’s how intense and erotic we are together. You keep screaming, "Fuck me harder baby, fuck me harder. Don’t stop now." Yet. She rode me like a professional, slowly working up and down, into a perfect canter. Her rhythm was amazing. She was a pro already. She was in her element with only one objective: to ride into ecstasy with each orgasm, unhurried and purposeful. Each thrust was deeper and stronger than the previous one and got better each time. Her orgasms were becoming more frequent and longer. This made it even more difficult for me to try to control myself. We were becoming perfect lovers. This was repeated.