Quickening my pace, I can feel your fingers move up between your legs rubbing your clit brushing the base of my cock as I move deeper and faster insid... of you. Your face changes again mouth agape breathing quickly “Ah yes… yes, again… FUCK… make me cum, I want you to destroy my pussy, stretch me out… oh, you're such a fucking good boy," you say as I can feel you tightening all around me, all the while getting wetter. There’s an intense build-up between us, feeling myself pulsating harder before. She had to put a stop to it... to show him that even in their loving household, there were rules he had to obey.She picked up the silver-handled hairbrush and said, "Billy... turn around..." He was pretty grownup to be spanked, but Laura knew she had to do something.Billy closed his eyes under her menacing stare of displeasure. And another thing was bothering him--the woman scent of his mother's body, the closeness to her... it was driving him wild with desire.He wanted to run and keep running. All the neighbors had high fences and single story ranch houses. The privacy was almost absolute. I started the charcoal and waited for coals to form. Margie was pulling weeds from among the flowers at a bed in the back of the yard. She was bent over at the waist and I couldn't help looking at her ass. I shouldn't be looking, she's my father's widow. Does the fact that I didn't know her, had never even talked to her, have any merit? I could ask myself questions like this all day long and what. ’Jan, about Pat’s size in all respects, casually slipped off and dropped her light coat over the back of one of the chairs before walking into the room.In high heels and naked.Stark naked!Short blonde hair and nothing else; shaved or waxed, I couldn’t tell and cared less. Her nether lips were aroused, leastways that’s a polite description. In truth, she was hot, open, glistening and ready. The sort of ready that produces an instant erection in any red-blooded male.I stood up, conscious, very.