She’d niggle at him, and worry about things - verbally - until he couldn’t take it any longer. Then he’d say something like, “Well, then if yo... don’t like what I thought we should do, then go do it yourself!”She wasn’t about to let him do that to this young couple. She blinked. It was so odd to think of her son and this woman as “this young couple.” That didn’t matter, though. What mattered was that her grandbaby be safe, and born normally, and raised in such a way that she could spoil him. This girl was a pro, and I was fucked. She started to slowly ram my cock on to the back of her throat, all the way in, all the way out. She then pursed her big lips, kissing the tip, and brought both her hands to my shaft and squeezed hard. She began picking up the pace, using both hands, her lips, throat, and tongue, covering every inch of my rock hard cock with her sloppy wickedness. A single drop of spit made its way down to my balls and dripped on the concrete. I let out a manly moan. "You. We were lying in bed spooning, and I was the little spoon as usual, even though we’re basically the same size. I was naked and she was still dressed from work in her white blouse, black pencil skirt, and black pumps. We had been silently cuddling for awhile when I spoke.“Why is Joe moving in with us?” I said with a pout that was audible in my voice.“Aww sweetie,” said Amy, chuckling softly. She kissed my neck and reached around and started caressing my left nipple. As she started sucking on my. Back at the hotel room, after giving up for the night, I fucked her all over the room, starting in the easy chair and finishing on the edge of the bed with my cock in her arse as I pulsed my expend deep into her. Now, that is a rare treat for me. Carol’s arse is something of a shrine, a place to be visited on special occasions only. We tried again, finding a motel just outside Brighton in Sussex . Brighton is known for its liberal attitudes, has the highest population of gays in the country.