“I’m going to cum soon! Please cum with me!” Michelle pleaded. This caused Bob to fuck her even harder. He began to moan and grunt with every t...rust of his hard cock. With every thrust, Michelle felt herself getting closer to orgasm until she couldn’t hold out any longer. “Oh, Bob! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” And with that, Bob thrust his cock into her pussy one last time and she felt him shooting his load deep into her spasming cunt as she climaxed at the same time.When they both started. Lester's father?"What must he think of me? My hair had not been combed, and I was wearing a plain house dress that ... could he see that I was not wearing any underwear? The way he was staring at me, he could."Please call me Frank," he said, handing me a business card."I'm glad that ... ah ... Lester had a good time. I hope everything went as planned." He was very excited. I wanted to stop by and thank you in person," he said, smiling, showing a strong resemblance to Cotton."That was good of. We stood there and talked for awhile then they left.i decided to take his tight jeans off to make him comfortable,but he was dead to the world and i was having trouble so i decided to have my wife help me she relunctantly came tohelp he was wearing long boxer type underwear i am pretty sure she caught a glimps of his cock cause i heard her gasp,i adjusted his shorts so he was properly covered,i told marta that i was going to walk to the corner store to get me a tall boy,i asked if she would. I was beginning to feel the tightening and surging inside that signaled a buildup to an orgasm. Her tits were swinging a little in time with her shoulder movements and that was making it increasingly hard for me to concentrate. ‘Yes. Donna that feels so good.’ ‘I’m Glad.’ She started kissing my neck and then moved to my chest and nipples. And then she started moving down my chest, kissing me every inch or so while keeping the pressure up on my dick. Her kisses were accentuated with a short moan.