She had never experienced that before, and her mind seemed to explode along with her cunt. The ecstasy was unbearable, and she lovedit. She came and c...me, her hairy cunt gripping and contracting around her son's jizz-gushing cock."Come, come, come!" she screamed, her hands rushing up from his ass to hug him tightly to her tits. "Give it all to me, Billy! Come in my cunt... fill mother's hot pussy with thick, sweet come juice! Oh, God. . . I'm starved for that come juice, darling! Drown me with. Be at our station on time and try not to fall on any cocks along the way.”Her wife bowed rigidly. “This way, Master Matthew,” she said softly, walking away from me. I stood stupefied until her leash pulled tight, forcing me to yank her back or follow. I let her pull me along, dog-like. She had a tramp stamp above her very fine ass, I noticed. Two battle axes lying horizontally with hafts cross and art deco designs on the heads. A weird choice. I followed her shapely ass down a dizzying set of. After returning from the intense scholastic lifestyle she immersed herself into at Yale, Jodie returned to Hollywood and its greater access to the top porn actors she had been given a taste for by her summer with John. She didn't want to hunt around uncertainly for a man who, handsome as he may be, wasn't certain to be fabulously potent and beautifully hung, a man who might insist on going out in public with her. Given all her complications and needs, porn actors were the best option available. Having painted an overall image of shallow excess in this indulged child, Harold then recounted Hollys own words regarding the disgusting creatures she considered anyone who was not physically fit (to her standards) or had any perceived flaw in their physical beauty. Her husband then waved a thick arm indicating the crowd of hard-working, sweating men who formed the circle in which the trembling redhead was trapped and declared that his loyal workmen were being paid a handsome amount of money.