Mom pulled off the empty condom and took Betty’s place.She was much more active, lifting, and dropping her tight pussy on me. She even lowered her b...g tits and practically smothered me with them.I attempted to roll her on her back – and it worked!My instincts were on fire as I started to stuff her with my hard dick, and started kissing her all over the mouth, as my hands went to her breasts. What a fantastic evening I was having, hopeful it wasn’t all a dream. Almost silently, I heard Mom. I'm so fucking horny...'Richard held himself up using the arm rests on the chair, his hands hard up against the back of Helen's knees where she had d****d them earlier. Helen looked down past her jiggling breasts and watched as her body easily accepted the thick shaft of Richard's cock. 'Look at it, Richard. Look at your big fucking cock going in.' Richard could only grunt in response as Helen's labia clung tackily to his shaft each time he pulled some of his length clear of her.'From behind,. You know I’m a ‘leg man.’”“Would you like to touch them Peter?” she teased.“Oh god, yes!” I gulped, and reached over to caress the gossamer-like material on her soft warm legs – even daring to run my hands under her skirt, a little.“Peter, I want this to be special for you. Why don’t you get on your knees, take out your little cock and hump my legs?” (There was that word, ‘little’ again!).I certainly wasn’t expecting this turn of events, but couldn’t resist such an erotic invitation. I quickly. "They had been riding for a couple of hours and it was getting hot. "Getting hungry?" Ken asked."Yes, where should we stop for lunch?" Katie responded."I know a great spot," Ken said, as he urged his horse to a trot. Soon, they were among the tall, stately trees that surrounded the property. The horses picked their way carefully through the fallen brush, as the trees became more dense. After a while, they emerged from the woods into a secluded glade next to a stream. They dismounted and tied.