She’d cue me by asking if I thought she was a filthy, cum eating slut wife. I’d call her trash, scum, pig, and every other mean, dirty, disgusting...thing and could even make her cum by just trash-talking until she would raise her hips and begin to hump and then began masturbating begging me to tell her more. She had a thing about wishing her husband knew and would sometimes hurry home after swallowing a mouthful of cum and kiss her husband knowing he was actually getting some cum in his. "Oh!"Usually Matt would kiss and lick around her pussy, but that night he couldn't waste any second. Sally was in the right mood, and he couldn't lose the moment. So he opened her pussy and licked it again."Oh. You're really doing it, aren't you?"He pushed his tongue into her cunt. It was wet and her taste was delicious."Wow! Matt... Okay, I think I can get used to it. I think I may like it."Then Matt found her clit. And licked it once or twice, and the response was obvious:"Hey, that's good!. She was surprised how much time had passed since they left the truck stop where Ben had felt her up through her shorts, her daydreaming about what Roger and Dale had done to her and Joseph's walk down memory lane about his wife and sons. She was definitely hungry enough to eat at least half of the sandwich and with Joseph's approval shared some of the meat from her sandwich with Ol'Jack.After eating it was pretty quiet in the truck cab for a while when Joseph decided to ask about something he. It was a very loving and sensual kind of dominance, but it was still very much clear that she controlled him now.Jesse kept licking Mom while I fucked Callie and Tricia rimmed her sweet ass. This continued for several more minutes until Callie creamed herself and Mom shortly afterward. It was too late to stop what happened next, leading to my explosion inside Callie’s twat. When Mom pulled Jesse up to kiss him again and taste herself on him, it was all over but the wedding bells. One look told.