Hardwood floors had Persian carpets here and there, and her furniture reminded me of our old oak kitchen table; solid wood, aged to showcase wood grai...s, waxed to a shine.I followed her into a large, modern kitchen with a Sub-Zero refrigerator and a Viking gas range, and sat on a stool at a kitchen island while she uncorked the wine. The pale rose-infused grey granite countertop was cool under my hands.I wanted to relax and enjoy myself. I couldn’t. Alia was warm and charming and funny. She. She was close to passing out from the force of her cum, and her juices were flowing freely from her still open pussy, pooling under her ass on the seat. The girls continued to work their fingers in and out of their mother's cunt, but much slower now. "Damn," Katey was finally able to gasp, after a couple of minutes. "Now I'm all wet and I'm not going to be able to hide the fact that I just got my brains fucked out. What kind of widow am I going to be?" Don't worry, mom," Rory said, with a. He rolled his fingers over the moist head of my hard cock, pulling the foreskin back slowly. His hand moved slowly up and down my shaft whilst we kissed. His hands were soft and it felt wonderful. He looked at me and told me not to be scared; if I wanted to touch him I could. My hand slowly moved down his chest and stomach and I tentatively felt for his cock, about seven inches long and hard as you like. I gently eased my hand around his shaft and felt the warmness of his cock. My hand started. "Well hon, it seems thatyou are in for quite the night. Originally, I planned on letting you getoff by fucking a princess leia look-alike, something I am sure you havefantasized about more than once." She was right. But hey, what redblooded male nerd hadn't? "But, it seems that you are in no position tofuck anything tonight. Only really to be fucked." My cheeks went crimsonat this. I still had not really come to terms with what was even nowlaying exposed between my legs. I have been.