Show me how hard you can come, darling!’ I leaned back on the couch, legs spread wide, gazing at him as he closed his fist about his cock and began ...troking up and down, his hips thrust forward, trunks caught at his knees. His gasps and panting breath excited me , my cunt bubbled, throbbing inside my bikini. I stared with fierce hunger at my son’s cock. The juices seeping out of his hole made my mouth water, and I swallowed noisily, writhing my ass on the edge of the cushions, opening and. Paid in one lump sum, from one foreign bank to another, avoiding all U.S. taxes.The announcement (minus the dollar figures) was going to be live on cable news. As the moment drew near, that’s when I suffered my heart attack.Fortunately for me, Doc was with me when it struck, allowing him to save me the old-fashioned way at the time. My good luck continued when I collapsed next to the pool instead of in it, which would have given me an excellent chance of drowning before the heart attack could. After a room service breakfast served on my balcony, I decided I needed a new bathing suit. The one I wore yesterday was quite nice, but the others looked, well, too conservative. At the hotel store I found a Brazilian bikini that was far more revealing than anything I’d ever worn in public before. The top showed my enormous breasts to their full advantage – covering only the areolas and nipples, but leaving little else to the imagination. The bottom was barely a ribbon in the middle with two. Between kisses, she smiled and said, I want to feel this hard white rod deep in my pussy, Baby. I want you to use me! Well be at room 343 at 2 am, and Ill be naked for you and Tom there to lust after. While I was talking with Jill, my whore wife was standing behind her ebony stud, one hand wrapped around his cock, the other around his neck. She was nibbling on his right ear, playfully whispering to him, Big Daddy, you know I want you, my black stud! I want your huge back meat splitting my pussy.