“Gosh, it’s Sara” I thought, and I whispered “me too”. Sara’s hands stroked my calf, and slowly worked their way up. By the time they had ...eached my thighs I was very erect. Sara’s hands reached my balls, and then pulled away. “You don’t mind do you” Sara softly whispered. “No, why should I?” I replied, “if you are OK with this, I am”. “OK, but tell me if I hurt you”. The hands fondled my balls as I felt the weight of Sara’s body on my legs. I felt the pressure of here erect nipples, and Sara. I won’t criticize you again. Sorry,’ I said. She was silent. ‘When?’ I finally asked. In a very low voice she answered, ‘This Friday night.’ ‘Is there someone else picked out? In case I don’t show?’ She didn’t answer. ‘Where and when?’ I asked. * * * The agreement was this: Dinner out, followed by a movie, and then back to her house for sex. Aaron arranged for the kids to be with his in-laws and had booked himself a room at the Red Horse Inn. He would stay there until three o’clock, I would be. He blindly clutched a handful of tissues and rose to his feet, still violently wanking, and directed the tip of his cock into them. Sweat trickled down his flushed face as his body went rigid from head to toe. With almighty force, Harry's hips spasmed and he ejaculated, spurting forth lashings of white, gooey semen, the first squirt over-shooting his hand and landing in the middle of the floor. His breathing was heavy as his body started to relax but his heart beat faster when his ears. . At last, David could feel another cataclysmic eruption gathering inside his testicles as he repeatedly pounded his cock into his mother's overheated femininity... She was drowning in the ecstasy and every fiber of her body was aquiver with sensual delight... The squishing slap of David's big hairy balls slapping against the upturned softness of her ass. The slippery squish of his big cock sliding in and out of her gulping pussy. The slippery smoothness of his hose sliding over her hose. The.