He said “Why, are you afraid?” I replied “Afraid of what?” Martin said as his lips got closer to mine, “Afraid of this.” He started kissin... me deeply and I think he heard me sigh a little but couldn’t be sure. His cock was hard against my leg and I could tell just how huge he was. I pushed him away and asked “What are you doing?” He said “I was just showing affection, you were taking it farther, baby.” I asked him why he called me that. He said “when a girl is hot that’s what she should be. I swallowed his cum once he had finished and then climbed on top of him, lowering myself onto his hard cock and slowly started to ride him while looking him in the eyes. He placed his hands on my ass and started to speed up the speed that I was riding. Soon I was fucking him hard and rough as I road him back and forth. I started to reach climax again as my body tensed up and my pussy tightened around his hard cock. I moaned as I orgasmed and afterwards I fell down onto my husbands chest and he. She’d throw seed on the ground and next thing you know it’s the Garden of Eden. But of course Marion did more than throw seed. Her specialty was azaleas but she was an ace when it came to dogwoods and roses and day lilies and all the rest of that stuff. We humans believe that if it’s worth doing it’s worth overdoing, and so it was with Marion’s garden. It started small, then became an acre, finally an acre and a half of greenery. Of course she rarely lifted a bony finger or got dirt under her. Her sobbing was getting louder, probably proportional to her soberness. We had fucked like mad animals I recalled with a wide smile; with enthusiasm that I do not believe I had ever encountered, in all the ladies that I mounted before. She seemed to like when I took control; when I roughly commanded her pleasure.Mothers orgasms were numerous, I had not even tried to count, two to one of my own, at the very least. Hell, I had not even softened between. We had fucked standing by the door to my.