Oh my, it was good. He would pump it in and out of my eager ass until it inflated enough that it would not come out. The feeling as it pushed and pull...d against my sphincter was magnificent. Then when he stopped fucking and unloaded his cum into my guts, it pushed me over the edge, and I filled my rubber pants with my own cum.I lived in a heaven of sexual pleasure, but yet something was missing. I knew what it was. I wanted a real live dog cock in both ends. I still wanted another dog After. Bell coming to mind as she rounded the hall corner and walked into the room."Uhh, your Mom did tell you I was stopping in to change your dressing, didn't she?" Sara asked, noting the obvious alarm on my face, which was a burning beet-red."Yeah, yes she did", I choked out. Mrs. Bell was wearing an orange bikini top with denim shorts, the kind with the frayed bottoms, very popular back then. Her breasts, a light film of tanning oil covering the exposed areas, were mouth-watering, her tan in stark. Can I help you?”“Yes. This is Senator Jason Magill, I need to speak to Prince Rashid.”“I’m sorry, Sir, but the Prince is in Dubai.”“That’s funny! He was at my house last evening.”After a brief pause the man continued, “I can neither confirm or deny that statement, Sir. My security chief asks if there’s another name by which we might know you?” Jason understood the game at that point. They need some confirmation he was who he said he was.“Your security chief would know me as Longbow.”Seconds. Gail saw the logic, but the emotional conflict still held her in check (if only by a thin thread) from the abandonment to the pure joy of coupling with her son.“Wait, Billy,” Gail made one last desperate attempt to stave off total incest with her son. “Let mommy move, you just enjoy and cum when you need to.” She hugged him to her breasts, his face along side hers, she could feel the hot panting next to her ear. Billy could feel the soft pillows of his mother’s ample breast press against his.