Marella tended to dress very casually at home covering herself in loose men’s shirts and cutoff shorts or a jean skirt. On those occasional times wh...n Marella would be wearing a stunning sun dress or a pair of skinny jeans and tight top John’s discomfort would increase even more. On those occasions John would try his best to avoid staring, but he was sure that more than a few times Marella caught his lustful eyes surveying her assets. All of the fine food and wine did nothing to distract John. I gazed in awe as I watched her belly swell in my hands, more and more cum filling her up. From the outset, it might look like she was pregnant from all my thick cum, which gave me another wicked thought for later. I pulled my raging hard cock out of her mouth as she gasped for breath, blasting what was still coming out onto her face and tits, coating my mother in all my juicy cum as she tried to get as much of it in her mouth as she could. She was like a TV show contestant trying to catch. That's not where she wanted it, so she quickly put her tongue over my cock head and the next few spurts went right into her mouth, covering her tongue and bottom lip.I was staring in disbelief. It was so sexy and so dirty but still so passionate all at the same time.After I was almost done cumming, her lips and tongue were covered. She slowly lowered her mouth on my cock, sucking it all the way down and holding it there. It was maybe the best orgasm I'd ever had.When I calmed down, she moved. This war sucks. Please forgive my temper. I wouldn't wish the things I've seen in the last month on anyone. I had two mentors who made a solder out of a skinny computer geek. They're both dead. I lost three close friends too. One died in my arms and another died as I watched from the wrong side of the river." A computer geek?" Molly asked. She couldn't suppress a smirk. "That's hard to picture." I was a tall, skinny, 145 pounds weakling when I was in high school," Josh said."The war might suck.