Now!"She smiled and licked my lip with her tongue. "Bring it, baby." Get up on the seat, on all fours, mom." She did so her sexy ass and legs and feet...now on full display for me."That's perfect!" I said, stroking my cock while lifting up another armrest so I too could maneuver myself up onto the seat. I placed one bare foot on the cold theater floor with my left knee up on the seat. Then I slowly entered her dripping pussy.She moaned. "Oh fuck, Oh Jesus!" as my huge cock slowly penetrated her.. Her eyes sprang open wide. “You like that?” I asked. She could only nod. Again I pounded hard. Then harder. My balls slapped against her. “You want me to keep doing that?” Again, she could only nod. I pushed in and pulled out with every ounce of force. Both my heads throbbed. I grunted and shook my head to keep from releasing, though I wanted to. Each thrust brought me closer. Cami squirmed and thrashed and the car hood rumbled like thunder in the distance. “Do you want me to give you another. " Did he? Well I wasn't aware of that restriction until just now. Very well. We wouldn't want to go against Walt's expressed wishes, would we? Brenda can drive your cart then, and I will ride with Kenny." With that all decided, Richard and his mom went into the clubhouse, while Brenda and I went to the range, with me carrying Mrs. Connor's bag. Mrs. Parsons went to the pro shop to have her clubs and mine brought out, and to get someone to let Dave know that I was ready for my lesson.I hit a few. He gently picked her up and brought her to the center of the circle, covering her nude body with a blanket. Sitting on my mistress' stomach, I could see Ingrid's mate slowly raising from the ground and drawing towards us. He slid his semi-hard penis in my mistress' hand. She grasped him firmly, and picked up a hard, steady pace of jerking. Fully erect now, the butterfly artist turned to Martin, and made a hand gesture to help him. Martin took my mistress' limp body in his strong arms, letting.