I generally have pretty good staying power but this-this was something altogether different. I'd always gotten a raging hard-on just thinking about m... mistress. It took every bit of concentration that I could muster to keep from shooting my snatch-seeking seed deep inside her love nest on the rare occasions that she allowed me to penetrate her. (Our relationship was generally one of humiliation.)I tried desperately to think thoughts that wouldn't excite me. I went through the gammit-from. The poor rattle- headed bitch. She'd probably meant everything she'd said about the tooth problem, but when Walo got through with her she wouldn't know that she had a tooth in her head! She was a crazy fuck, not very good either... pretty though, and she produced... Suddenly, he felt Annette's hand reaching behind her, down at the front of his pants, opening them and searching for his prick. Automatically, he looked up at where Lynn sat.Shit! She was smoking another joint! The bitch! She was a. She saw him kneeling on all fours over her, his face twisting lewdly, and her eyes trailed down his broad young chest and stomach to the rigid pulsating pole that stood lewdly out like a hotly throbbing sword from the soft shadows of his heated groin."I'm going to fuck you now, Ma," her twenty year old son panted. "It's time we got down to the real business at hand, isn't that right?" Oooooooohhhh," Liz groaned, a sudden flood of fear and the memory of what she had just allowed him to do to her. I then started to dry my hair with the dryer. About a minute or so after Ernie knocked on the door and said I have your tea here Karen. I said thanks Ernie bring it in.He brought my tea over to me at the dressing table and said to me I don't think I have ever seen you with so little on before. I relied go on you old lecher get out and let me get dressed. He went to the door and said make your self look nice. My answer was don't I always look nice? Back came his reply Yea you do. But I meant.