. . Bang! . . . Slap! . . . Bang! echoed around the room as mom's cum brought me off also. I screamed as a massive squirt of cum shot into mom coverin... her cervix, then it was all over.I slumped onto the top of mom recovering from my exertion, high as a kite over what I had done and the dream I had that was made true for me by mom. I lied there taking in all the feelings and emotions, especially from mom's soft skin and also her insides, which my cock starting to go limp was dribbling out of.. I opened it up and took it out of the package as he took his pants and boxers off completely.“Can I put it on you?” I asked.“I won't say no to that,” Jake replied.“I didn't think you would say no, but I wanted to make sure it was OK with you before I did it though,” I said.Then I put the condom on his cock and I got right over his cock. Of course I slowly went down and his dick went into me smoothly.“Oh, so this is what I've been wanting all this time?” I asked.“I guess so, you like it so far. My four traveling companions and I were ecstatic for what surely lay ahead. With the sweet scent of Acapulco Gold wafting through the shag-carpeted van, we cranked the radio up and in succession heard Honky Tonk Women, Bad Moon Rising, Sweet Caroline ...bum bum bum... and Come Together. It was classic rock in real-time. While passing a joint and the time we went over the list of bands playing at our musical Valhalla: Jimi, the Who, Janis, CSN and the one I was desperate to see along with all. As some of my friends might put it, she was an 8 or an 8.5, but no 10. She had lovely medium-size breasts, but certainly not the body of a Playboy playmate.But in some way I can't explain she was the sexiest, most desirable woman I had ever seen. In an instant I was imagining having her down on my table and burying my head between her thighs, or of laying her down right in the aisle and fucking her, of rolling her over on her hands and knees...Yet a moment later I was embarrassed, ashamed. I'd.