She likes a finger in her ass, but the cock is a no-go. Just before she cums, Amy likes to be choked. We communicate via KIK (got busted a few years a...o because the husband saw the phone bill, so no more text), and once a week or so, Amy comes over while one of her k**s is at a thing. She no more than walks in the door and is dragging me to the bedroom, pulling clothes off all the way. She only has an hour or so, so she like the maximize naked time. When we first met, Amy mostly just wanted me. To her credit, she gave me as good as she got, thrusting her lily-white hips up to meet each savage stroke I laid into her. For an over-the-hill broad, her cunt felt pretty good as it clamped down on my busy bone, almost as good as the hookers I fuck for their fares too. Right in the middle of it she starts begging me to talk dirty to her, like my big fat dick stuffing her cunt isn’t enough for her upper-class snatch. “Ahh, shaddup!” I growl, and to show. His hand brushed Chrissie’s arse as he directed us to follow him. She gave a sort of sigh as he took her hand to lead her through the crowd. We went upstairs and through some sort of dark corridor till we reached a large room. We all went in, and as Clive locked the door behind us you could feel the electricity in the air.The room was warm, dimly lit, and had soft leather, double bed like benches on all sides of the room. There were mirrors on all the walls, from bench to ceiling, and large. Dianne moaned long and low, a smooth velvety sound issuing from her throat as she ground her pussy around on her son’s cock. A dreamy smile of tranquility and increasing pleasure brightened her face. Jeff raised his hands and clasped his mother’s torso, his palms pushing her massive tits outward all the more. He ogled her ballooning tits, his mouth going dry. The large dark caps surrounding the tiny hard nipples called to him, begging him to satisfy his hunger, to turn his mother on all the.