As they rhythmically pound me, my clit is still getting the intensity of the vibrator, and my nipples are being tortured. I moan out an extended “mo...e” and I get three long fingers, then four. The pounding action is rocking my whole torso. My g-spot is singing with each firm pass. My throat is raspy from the moaning. The head ther****t pulls up from my breast, not letting go with his lips until my nipple pops out and I see it in my mind standing up like it’s own little tower. I am sure he is. Feeling hornier than he ever had in his life, Michael continued stroking his cock. His heart was pounding so fast that he thought it might explode, but if he was going to go, at least he'd go happy."God, I'm gonna cum so hard!" Do it, Michael! Empty your big balls all over me!"Donna knew this wouldn't be the end of it. Now that she'd been re-awakened, there was no escape from her craving. She'd be back tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that, all to let her son spew more of his cum. " I smiled as I said that. My Mom smiled also. My Mom was a beautiful woman, I'm not sexually attracted to her or anything. But I do love her, she's a perfect woman in my opinion. Sweet, kind, nice. She was beautiful on the inside, and on the outside. Even though she was in her early 40's, she still looks better than the MILF's from the Internet. Her light blonde hair, blue eyes made everyone think Dad was lucky to get her. I'm lucky to have her. I wish... well I shouldn't be wishing or. How I couldnt stop thinking about the guy, that I was so horny for him I was willing to cheat on my marriage just to get some satisfaction. Marshal didnt say a word until I finished, and then he just said, Lets go home. He wasnt angry, disappointed, heartbroken. He wasnt anything, just calm emptiness. Did he not care enough about me to even feel disgust? Did he hate me that much? A pit grew in my stomach, swallowing more and more of my calm, as we drove home in silence. When we pulled into our.