He was never satisfied, no matter if it was concerning his body, work, house, car, sex, or life. There can always be improvement, but this was never a...compulsion. It was a standard of excellence. After all, she was worth it and he never wanted to disappoint her. He wanted to impress her and make her feel special, comfortable, and lucky. He had been working mainly on his arms, throughout these years. Slow but steady, and now he was definitely satisfied with the results. There is always room for. Toby and Antwaun took turns feinting in from each side. At their age neither man was particularly agile; however, neither was the out of shape Tim. He threw a wild ineffectual punch each time one feinted missing every time. This continued for about five minutes, by which time Tim was sweating heavily and his punches were noticeably sluggish. Antwaun lunged in, grabbing Tim in a headlock with a grip that shocked the rapidly tiring man. Seeing his opportunity Toby pounced on him from behind Tim. He continued to lick up that taste as the woman's breath became labored. She had never known a feeling like the sandpaper like roughness that was attempting to spread her labia open and rubbing over her clit. It felt fantastic and she moved her legs shoulder width apart to give the K9 more access to what he wanted. Her knees trembled as the dog's tongue finally penetrated her and entered her cunt for a lick of the juices beginning to form there as her body responded to the tongue."Oh God!" she. I will fuck you every day and night. Yes, I will fuck like a slut.” He was also gasping heavily.“Fuck your mom Joy, fuck your mother.”“Yes I am fucking my mom, always wanted to fuck you mom.”I started to thrust upwards to meet his ferocious thrusts. As the first quivering of my orgasm started I wrapped my arms around him. I shouted, “Joy, don’t stop till I cum. You’re going to make your mother cum hard.”“Ma, here take more. Take my cock deep in your hot pussy.”Joy worked up tremendous speed..