His fingers cleaned the delicate folds of her womanhood more from a sense of tending to her cleanliness than any ulterior motive to satisfy his own ma...e urges.Since she had complained about her aching muscles, Gunther told her to stretch out on the wool rug and let him massage her aches away. He knelt astride her prone body wearing only his leather shorts and a thin cotton vest with no buttons. Each time he came down her naked back with his strong fingers, Gunther felt his member rub up and. She swayed as she tried to stand, and the officer grasped her arm to keep her from falling. “Have you been drinking, tonight, M’am?” he asked her.“I had a drink at the office party, but I’m not drunk” she said.He leaned close and sniffed her breath, then shinned his flashlight into her eyes, and then back and forth across them. “M’am, I think you’ve had more than one drink, and I’m going to have to take you downtown for a breathalyzer test” he told her.“Oh, no..please…you can’t. I’ll do. She was on her knees with her ass sticking up and her head resting on her folded arms. She was watching me over her shoulder with some trepidation as I situated myself behind her. I opened her cheeks with my thumbs and nestled my cock in her tight valley. I broke opened an aloe leaf and squeezed a big dollop of the white cool cream on my penis."Rub this in, Brittany," I ordered.Brittany knelt beside us and stretched a finger out to rub the cream about my cock head. I squirted more aloe."Rub. Her next thought was 'on to the next one'.She gets to her other sons room and knocks on the door, and heard him say come in. She opens the door slowly and see him sitting on his bed."Hey son, your bother used my tits and came all over me, what would you like to do with me?" she askedAdam stays seated and looks at his moms big tits and starts rubbing them and asks "Mom, can you stroke my cock and tell me what it means to be a cock slut?"She grabs his cock which is already hard and slowly.