You don’t allow the moment to slip by and moving my cock to the entrance of your warm inviting pussy, slip just the head inside you. Balancing on o...e foot with your arms around my neck, you lever yourself until I feel the silken warmth of your cunt walls surround half of my cock. I drop my hands to cup your buttocks and lift you slightly off the floor until you are poised on tip toe and I can control the penetration. Spreading my legs slightly for stability – and with the effect of opening. The way his mother made his hard penis penetrate her now was enough for both of them for the moment. He watched his mother lean her head back and massage her tiny tits as she continued to roll her love muscle over him. He loved how his mother’s body looked as she sat on him in perfect succession. Her tiny chest that puffed out with their tiny erect pink centers jiggled slightly from her up and down movement, leaving a highly erotic picture in his mind. He knew, once this was over, he would be. He then told me that his wife was fiercely Scottish and she had made him join the local Caledonian Association with her when they moved back down south. He had been reluctant at first, but after a few Ceilidhs, a St Andrew's night and a Burns' supper he found that he really enjoyed it. So his wife had bought him a kilt and jacket and all the regalia he needed for those occasions. Since her Maiden name was Macintosh, it was in the dress MacIntosh tartan which was on red stripes on a green. ” I whispered as I slowly laid on top of her. “I don’t wanna do this.” She whispered with a trembling voice. She looked at me with fearful eyes. I smiled at her. A kind, soothing smile. I took my hand back from her pussy. I saw the expression on her face suddenly soften, as she thought I’m going to be so considerate and do whatever she tells me. At that moment, as I saw her full confidence in me rise up again, “Now listen to me. You will do as I say!” “ John, what happened to you?” “Nothing..