“Mmm!” She made gagging sounds, but I did not stop. She looked into my eyes as she slurped on my dick. I increased my speed and fucked her pretty ...outh for a few minutes. We were overflowing with lust.She let go of my dick and moved up over my body. “I want your seed in here.” She took my dick in her petite hands and slid it slowly into her wet cunt.“Aghh!” Even though she was wet, her pussy was still too tight for my fully hard cock. She pushed it in with some more force. The head of my penis. "None for you, kiddo, not unless you promise to behave."She laughed as she spoke. When they had arrived she had kissed them, but John had theatrically tried to turn it into a French kiss. She had taken it in good humor, pretending to be shocked and punching him on the shoulder, much to everybody's amusement. Rose couldn't help but think that Mom always had been good for laughs.John took his mother's hand from his chest, raised it up by the fingers, and kissed the back of it. He then patted it. "I love you absolutely and I trust you implicitly. Why?"It was her turn to contemplate and it was several seconds before she said, "Enough to let me live out a fantasy?"I didn't have a clue as to what was coming next because in our entire marriage we had never before discussed fantasies. For one thing I didn't have any and I had no idea that she did."How am I supposed to answer that? Without knowing what it is that you are asking for I'm certainly not going to give you a blanket yes."She cocked. I asked myself; why do I do this? Why do I enjoy having what doesn’t belong to me? I could have any guy I wanted; but for some reason I craved what wasn’t mine. Could it be that it’s human nature to want what you can’t (or aren’t supposed to have?) All I knew was that I wanted to be fucked, and the fact that they were “forbidden fruit” only made me want it more. -- Toma Wei, ponle un condón al plebe y métetela toda hahaha (here fool, place this condom on Ricardo, and put it all inside you).