I know deep down I am horny, most people are first thing in the morning, both sexes, some of my best encounters were first thing in the morning, the w...rds of my Grandfather telling me how he would catch a woman in the old days as she went for her morning ablutions, no panties, 'Get it up her as she pissed', he would say then laugh, 'Her cunt is open and warm, not to mention wet, goes in easy', and I would watch as he grabbed himself, excited by those bygone days.I caught another looking at me. She then instructed me to watch as she gave Mike a Prostate massage, saying it was important to see if he was capable of better sperm production. The doctor said that since Mike’s equipment was incapable of delivering sperm to the correct place, I should collect it with a prostate milking then put into a delivery system she would give to me and then I could use it to deliver the sperm. After milking Mike with a tool, she called a milker and collecting his specimen on a dish, she brought out a. Mrs. Jenson simply smiled down at him and rolled off his softening cock, thinking, If you were a teenager it would stay hard.All day Sunday and even this morning, Mrs. Jenson was consumed with guilt. She had cheated on her husband. She had cheated on her daughter. But worst of all, she had enjoyed it. Not now, after the fact, but during the sex. She still wanted to protect her daughter from making the same mistake her own sister had made, and racked her brain for another solution, but came up. "Let them here you," Mark growls before pushing his face deep into her wet twat."I want you to FUCK ME!"Mark stands up. He grabs one tit firmly with one hand and his erect cock with the other. He plays with her breasts, kisses her with her juices on his mouth, and strokes his cock against her opening. He bangs the tip of his shaft against her clit and whispers, "You want me to fuck you?" Yes," Andrea cries in a whisper.Without a word, Mark lets go of his cock. In one swift movement, he opens.