Oh, well. He tried his right hand but pain shot through his shoulder. Right, that's where he was injured. Damn. Left hand. Raise left hand, make sign....Damn cotton wool around his head!"Are you feeling pain?"He waved. No."Would you like something to drink? A tea?"He managed a cautious nod."I'll be right back with you."A minute or an hour later she was indeed back. The oxygen mask was replaced by a thin tube that ran under his nose adding canned oxygen to the air he was breathing. Then she let. Lane said. As the head of the neighborhood party planning committee, she was in a position of unofficial authority over the informal mother-son get togethers. Soon, six stiff-cocked boys were standing in a line, slyly comparing their equipment as their horny mothers watched.The pack of MILFs murmured amongst themselves, each arguing for her own boy’s preeminence in the sack. It was a tableau they played out often, and it wasn’t long before Mrs. Pennyworth broke out the inevitable. I slowly moved my penis into her pussy, holding her boobs with both hands. She moaned with pain and she said come on fuck, fuck. I started moving my penis slowly and increased the speed. She kept on saying fuck, fuck me. Enjoying the sex she moaned like hell and bedroom is totally filled with her moans. We had a wonderful session about 15mins and I explode out. It’s already 11 pm and we got up and had some food with some energy drinks. Then slowly clock went to 11.50pm then she brought the cake. He wanted me to go down on him and I melted to my knees before him. He put a foot up on the chair next to him, exposing his hair covered, fat ass crack and massive balls. Oh my, his balls! The size of a soft ball, full, hairy and wrinkled, drew my mouth to them like a moth to a flame. I pressed my face into them and licked all around them and up and down them. His thick, musky scent filled my nostrils and made pre cum flow from my cock. Yes, I loved his balls.I knew he wanted more, as I did and.