“you taste so good master” then she says” can I fuck you now” Steve looks down, his cock is still hard, lays down on the bed to let rose hav... her way with him. She gets up on top of him, puts his cock inside her pussy, starts to slowly rock up and down, up and down faster and faster. She is coming but keeps moving up and down, she works through her orgasm, in another minute she is going into another orgasm, again she works her way through. Steve is now coming, she pushes down, his cock. She said, “This will be fun getting ready. Just promise me you’ll be a good sport.” I said, “Okay”, the pit of my stomach tightening in anticipation of what Jean had in store for me.The kids went to bed and Jean and I stayed in the living room. We had the room to ourselves and had a nice make-out session, warming us up for later behind closed doors.It was close to midnight when Jean whispered in a voice hoarse with desire, “Let’s go to our room. I feel like ravishing you.”Motioning to the. By the time she got to the ninth ball I was grunting and groaning and trying real hard to hold back what was building up inside of me. I almost lost it on the tenth ball. Maybe that’s why she kicked the next one so hard. Then she said, “This is the last one, little slut. You can let yourself go as soon as it hits.”She spent forever carefully positioning the ball. Then she kicked it right on target. I think I even bowed my body slightly forward so it would hit more exactly on my clit.When it. He slurped and belched loudly. Mrs. Smither stared at the old, ugly figure as her finger twirled inside her ear trying to dislodge something bothering her."Too bad that boy won't be around," Mrs. Smither said, her eyes going vacant as she reminisced. "He had a nice hard cock. Not like the wimpy one I'm used to." Well, I'll miss that blonde cheerleader's tight wet pussy. I'm stuck with an old hag's dried up one. And, man, her ass was even tighter."They continued laughing, jibing each other with.