She began to rub herself as I tongued her anus. Pretty soon she was thrashing about and juices squirted from her pussy, my face getting coated with he... cum. Standing she dragged her son back into the lounge, it was now his turn to feel the cold surface of the coffee table as she lay him back onto it. He gave a sharp intake of breath and an even deeper one when she straddled him, putting his cock into her vagina. “Mmmm” she mumbled, “A bit bigger than your dad” she informed him, holding,. I smiled to myself as we pulled into Becky's road. My smile disappeared as soon as I pulled up to Becky's front door. Her bedroom window was smashed and had a board up against it. Across her front door in huge red letters were the words 'Bitch' and 'Whore'. I turned to see Becky's face pale white with her hand over her mouth. She looked at me, then her door, then her window and then back at me. She burst into tears. "Give me your house keys and stay in here."She handed over her keys and I. God the smell was wonderful. I would love you to come round before work lie you on the bed lift your skirt lower your panties take you in my mouth until you explode let it all dribble down your shaft pull your panties up and send you off to work with a very sticky mess between your legs. Yes or no it would be wonderful. There is never a day goes by when I do not think about you in my mouth tasting your beautiful juice.Yes I will get some satin french knickers and I will spunk into them many. She wraps a leg around him and giggles as the pace increases. Without warning, the elevator opens and he returns to his aloof demeanor as she buttons her blouse. Rushing in their room, they take the briefest second to admire the room. There's a lit fireplace overlooking the hot-tub and full window view of the storm outside. A bar is fully stocked with one shot bottles of every booze imaginable, with cans of soda and juice in a fridge next to it. The illusion is romantically complete. Tonight.