I redoubled my efforts; he kicked his up a notch, and he won the curling-toes battle, hands down (roaming over my buns, just where I wanted them)."Are...'t you a bit overdressed?" I said as I unbuttoned his shirt. I ran my hands across his strong bare chest, and the feel of a powerful, masculine torso under my hands really revved up my engine. My college boy's hands roamed my body and smoothly shifted my libido into third gear without an audible grind, and we were off to the races.While I fumbled. She pulled my body upright, dildo still in my ass, a little sweaty. She licked my lips and pushed me by my lower back off of her strapon. She laid on her back and made me mount her. Anna got onto Tiffany's face. She immediately started making little sighs. I was fucking that strapon hard now.Edward came home (not unexpected), Anna jumped up and ran out of the room. She dragged Edward into the room. He came in stared at me riding Tiffany, while Anna was stripping his clothes off. She jumped up. I gestured to her that there was no need for it. Reluctantly, and turning red, she allowed them to be on full frontal view.“Go to your room. Finish what you started. I will wait in the living-room,” firmly I instructed her.Kate looked at me with utter confusion. She stared at the deodorant can. I was certain at that point what she wanted to do.“Go to your room. Finish what you started, without the ‘can’. We will talk once you released ‘the tension’,” calmly yet firmly I reiterated my point.“I. Hugegobs stained the woman obscenely, making the mature mom look like aday-old glazed donut. He laughed at her as he beat out the last few squirts and wiped theknob on his mom's salt n pepper hair like it was his cum sponge, dizzyin his brain over what his own mother just let him do. "You're a slut, Mommy! Mommy's a slut! A fuck cunt old slut! Aw,Mommy! That felt so good, Mommy! I love your made-up face, Mommy, theway my cum drips down your chin onto your tits! Awwwww...!" He.