Mom liked to make things from scratch, but cakes and cupcakes were too much of a pain. Lately, in fact, such things had all but vanished from our diet... the 'use by' date on the box was April 1st, 2002.I made the double batch, putting in the first tray just as Mom came in. She sniffed the air after a few minutes and came and gave me a hug. "Lately I've sworn off chocolate. It's not my ribs every calorie seems to be sticking to these days. Probably unfair to the rest of you. Thanks, Tom."I kissed. The normal pleasure of orgasm compounded by the sight of its sweet destination. Open cute nubile mouth. In the moment of Bernard’s giving and Beth’s receiving, it became as natural as his penis exploding its load in her pussy. The wonder of human sexuality. Its expression in the moment defining two people beyond themselves. Then it’s lost in jizz spurting and a tongue greedily seeking splashes of cum. Then it’s held in joint euphoric delight. Then two individuals realise again they are. Back to caressing my ass: slowly, firmly, in circles, squeezing one cheek, then another. The vibrator was doing wonders on my girl. His hand explored my thighs, squeezing and stroking them as the vibrator hummed away.A sharp, stinging smack landed solidly on my bottom and I delightfully squirmed, almost off his lap. He caught me and brought me back in position. All I could manage to voice was “Oh! Umm … Aaah … That’s so … Umph.” Between the smacks, caresses, slaps, squeezes, spanks, and. I dart my tongue in everytime it he makes her gag. She grinds her asshole down on my tongue as if it were a little cock and she just wanted to fuck it. She slid down and eased my cock into her ass and continued to facefuck herself, grabbing his legs and thrusting his cock deeper down her throat with every stroke. I slam my cock hard into her asshole and smack her ass cheeks until they are crimson red with hand prints. She is fingering and slapping her pussy and squirts hard and coats my legs.