I never wanted him to come out of me. Of course though, after about 20-25 minutes, I reached my limit. There's only so much pleasure a person can take... Some years after that, when someone tried to pin me down to get me to describe the feeling, the only thing I could think of that comes close is: try to imagine a time when you had to urgently go to the toilet to move your bowels, or, alternatively, when you were full with an big enema. You had to desperately hold it in, and were going crazy. Sean sat above me as I laid on the backseat, looking up into his green eyes. He lowered his head, then his chest pressed into mine. He kissed me hard and the taste of cigarette smoke engulfed all corners of my mouth.I don’t think I’d ever been as hard as I was in that moment, and Sean could tell.He smiled and said, “What do you want to do?”“I’ve…I’ve never done anything like this before…”“What?” he asked. “Had sex after just meeting someone? Or had sex with a guy?”“Uh, either,” I replied.“It’s. I could see her beautiful pussy clearly now. "What are you doing?" She asked with a knowing smile."Nothing." I said, leaning in to kiss her neck. I moved over to her mouth and started kissing her passionately. It didn't take long before she was kissing me back. With one hand I started playing with her tits and with the other I went for that sweet, wet box. She gets aroused so incredibly easily. Once she was ready, I slipped two fingers into her and started getting her really turned on. Then I. As Mommy got older, she seemed to grow a little more absentminded, leaving doors slightly ajar in all the most opportune situations and then came a bonus as Mommy began practicing yoga to maintain flexibility. I would French kiss the guy who came up with 'Crouching Dog.'Christmas over the next few years was a young man's pornographic dream as I watched Mommy get fucked in a wide variety of positions -- missionary, cowgirl, doggie style as well as engage in sixty-nine with old Saint Nick, eating.