He looked amazing with his almond complexion, tall and broad form from working out, his green eyes mischievous and fun. He took my breath away.He smir...ed at me, making me melt a bit more. “You know, baby…” he said, I savored his deep voice. “I understanding wanting to take your bra off when you get home,” he raised my ditched blue cotton bra as evidence. “But you can’t just leave it in the entryway.”I chuckled as he threw it behind him, “Hi there.”He came over, kissing me on the forehead. “How. I lifted up my leg so he could take them all the way off. I spread my legs as wide as I could. This was all he needed. I was so wet he sunk two fingers in me at once. I let out a low moan. "Are you OK?" my husband asked me. He was looking at me. I smiled and said," I'm OK; I thought it would be a problem sitting on my sons lap, but it really isn't. This isn't going to be so bad of a ride."Here I was talking to my husband with my son's fingers in me. "How much farther until we stop?" I don't. He looked down at me to see how well I was taking it and I return his look, giving my best impression of ‘is that all you got?’Whatever message he thought he got from me, he suddenly pulled my head all the way off his cock, producing that familiar ‘pop’ sound and allowing me to gasp in a lung full of air, leaned forward and spat on my face and proceeded to fuck my throat slowly and deliberately with the full length of his cock shaft. When he got bored with that, he dragged me across the room. She slowly rubbed her clit, as she slid two fingers inside her wetness. I knew she loved feeling how wet she was. She was moaning, and it was driving me crazy, as I started to stroke my cock while watching her pleasuring herself. All of a sudden she got up and grabbed her new black toy…I watched as she lay back, she put this vinyl cock between her tits, and got out some lube. She poured the lube up and down the big shaft and then began to stroke it just like a real cock. It was a sensual and.