. unh!! Unh!! UNH!!!!" she screamed, scissoring down in those muscular middle-aged legs so hard the thighs quivered in orgasmic throbbing, her calves ...napped out straight and she poured so much pressure into her cumming scissorlock she knocked him out cold. It wasn't the first time. She slowly undid her iron legs from his head and laughed as he snorted, snored and finally came around. "Shit, mom, do you have to cum so hard?" he groused, sitting up and rubbing his ears, blowing his nose on a. But it could be a good way for more people to see your stuff. And it's a group show. You'd only have four or five pieces in it. I think they are only allowing for 8 feet per artist." She offered the cigarette to me, but I waved it away. She knew I didn't smoke, but offered all the time anyway. I had long suspected it was because she forgot which of the guys she had visiting were smokers, but I never spoiled the mood by pointing that out. I knew I wasn't the only guy she was sleeping with, but. My mind drifted as I thought back to the strange man on the street. Something was weird about him, and I don’t mean your typical, rapey kind of weird. Something else about him caught my attention but I couldn’t place my finger on it.My hand subconsciously drifted to my stomach on the spot where it felt like he burned me. I gasped and quickly lifted up my shirt and looked down, only to sigh in relief.He hadn’t left a mark.Good, that would’ve been hard to explain.I let out another breath. To be. ”I thought you can have Donny while I have Bruce but I will still spend my nights with Donny. “I think that will be nice. Maybe you and Bruce can be frequent visitors.”“Yeah, maybe,” she said. We were putting the serving dishes of food on the table and she asked me to call the boys to dinner. As I approached the rec room I head Bruce say, “I’m not sure whether Marty will go along. We’ll just have to ask her.”“Ask her what?” I asked.“Oh we were thinking that we should have our party here in.