My cock was already in her wet slit, spreading her lips, popping inside her hot cunt. As Mom’s knees hit the carpet, I lunged forward, impaling her ...n my cock, fully embedded inside her clutching pussy. Mom didn’t try to stop me. She didn’t say no again, she just reacted. She seemed just as happy when I moved slowly in and out as when I rapidly jammed myself into her, hammering into her ass cheeks, making a wet slapping sound that should have woken the dead but didn’t wake my Dad. Not that we. ’I took a sip. It was not at all what I was expecting. As I said, I’d only ever had gin with tonic. Mrs Hattersley’s little concoction was very different. It was cold – but not too cold. In fact, as it crossed my tongue and slipped down my throat, it seemed, for a brief moment, almost hot. And there was a bitterness. And a definite taste of juniper and (I thought) liquorice.‘Perfect,’ Mrs Hattersley said. ‘So … when does your course. Yes, wouldn't that be so nice..."Jason couldn't believe it and asked to be excused to the bathroom. Once there, he went into a stall to jerk off. In about ten seconds he shot a huge load of cum all over the place. He cleaned up and went back to class, still very horny. There was no real excitement for the rest of the school day, or at home that night so he went to bed early.When Jason woke up, the buzzing and numbness was all gone, and he felt very refreshed, and full of energy, must be the. Still hidden in the darkness I watched for a while. Susan had a tendency to become quite flirtatious after a few glasses of wine. By the looks of her, she had more than a few. Although she would flirt when drinking, she never let it go the distance. Knowing this I decided to be a spectator and see what all would happen. I went to the front desk and had them call the bar and give Susan a message that I would be about another hour or so. I figured that would give me plenty of time to see just.