I got to know she had a boyfriend who stayed in another country.She was a good friend and I got along with her so I didn’t mind hanging out with her... Although, she was beautiful I almost gave up the idea of actually being with her. I used to commute to college via car.I was fond of bikes so I bought a bike for weekends or some days when I felt like zipping by. On one such occasion I was on a bike. I asked ‘R’ if I could drop her somewhere.She resisted a little cause she was dead scared of. She began to make cork screwing motions as she fucked up and down him. She burbled with excitement, her eyes opening and closing as the pleasure grew.“Oh, Mom!” Billy punted. “It feels so good!”“I know, darling,” she whispered, fucking up and down slowly. “God, how I know! I love it, Billy! I love to feel your cock in my pussy ... fucking me. I don’t understand it, not at all, but I want your cock so much!” Billy lunged his hips upward, fucking into his mother’s tight pussy.“Ohhhh, yes, honey!”. This was the best time I had had in ages.Eventually, he took my hand and led me back to the blanket. Wet as he was, he just lay down, pulled me with him. The distinctive smell of wet dog filled my nostrils as I was lying next to him. But I didn't care anymore. I crawled closer, placed my head on his shoulder. With one hand I idly traced the muscles on his breast through his thick wet fur.He made a low grumbling sound in his throat and closed his eyes. For a long time we just lay there, drying. .. ?" he started to ask, but she interrupted him impatiently."I mean I want to feel you deep in my body at the front making my babies," she said, not at all the shy, frightened bride he had expected on the second day of their honeymoon, "This sucking and last night's using my sit-upon may be good for you, and I won't refuse you, but there will be time enough for that when you have proved you can make me a baby."Ernesto detected the voice of his mother-in-law in this pronouncement and was about.