He repeats several times, angling his hips a little as he begins with short little strokes back and forth.“Oh, fuck! He is sticking me with his big ...ock Peter,” she yelps, looking over at her husband, who is slowly pulling his shaft. “Can you see?”“Yes dear. Does it feel good?”“Oh yes, it feels wonderful!” “Good.” Peter replies.Now with each thrust forward, Tom sends a little more cock into her; feeding in his shaft inch by inch.“Oh it’s big, Peter. It is really stretching my tight little. As she neared her orgasm, her head dropped back and she uttered a long, slow groan. Mickey stood up, his cock throbbing and aching to be inside her. He leaned forward and tongued Claire’s tits, his member brushing against her pussy. Suddenly, she pushed him back. “Let’s go to the pool house, for privacy’s sake,” she said, hopping up and jogging toward the door, then disappearing. A little frustrated, he pulled himself out of the warm water and walked, hard cock bouncing as he went, into the. When you see a slut, you just want to fuck her. And when I saw my mom, I just always wanted to fuck her amazing, tanned body. Her pussy was exquisite and I was the lucky guy to be inside it.My mom started to massage her own tits, and as she did so, I again noticed the wedding ring she still wore on her finger. The woman I was fucking was not only my mother but also a married woman. She wasn't a single mother, or a divorced mother. I knew that fucking her was wrong on so many levels. But when. She looked at me and had a rather timid look in her face."What?" I asked."Well, I, uh, have never kissed a boy. So...if I dare you to kiss me will you do it?" What, really?" I said. I was kinda surprised by the dare. Abby had always been a cute girl. She kept her short brown hair just above her shoulders. She had always been pretty skinny, but not overly so. If I had to guess, I'd say she had B cup breasts which I often ogled through her tight tees and such. Other than the fact that it was my.