Lately we didn't do very many things together other than eat and watch the TV. And fuck. I guess you can say our relationship was getting a bit dull; ...t least that's what Sheila said. I liked being at home with her.She seemed a bit nervous about me going to her Halloween party but I told her I was going. So she gave in we decided to go together. She dressed like a hooker and really looked the part. Low cut blouse, no bra, thigh high mini skirt and black mesh stockings. She even wore a garter. "Oh, God yes, that's good" she said as she showered me with kisses. "Just stay ight there, I'm going to cum again" she said. Again, I felt her tense up, and her whole body gripped me as she had another screaming orgasm. This time, I could actually feel her pussy milking my cock as she came. I told her about it as it happened and she said "I don't usually come this hard, or this many times, but the whole situation was my ultimate fantasy" Your fantasy?" I asked as I was laying on the couch. Perky pink nipples protrude from the large brown-freckled aureoles. Due to their size her breasts sag a little but she knows they are magnets for males.“Ahhhhh. Mom, you sure are pretty.” She can see that the boy’s eyes confirm the magnetic pull of her tits. “Thank you, sweetie.” The compliment results in a smile, with a reward of a thrust and a side view presentation of her mammaries. She has always been proud of what her hunter husband calls her "14 - point rack."“Your words mean more to me. Suddenly, my body felt lighter than air. All of the stress disappeared as I reached a well deserved climax. Armando’s body was hot to the touch as he writhed with pleasure. As quickly as it started, it ended. As I pulled away from him and swung my feet over the side of Brittany’s bed, he placed his warm hand on my back. “Leaving so soon?” Mando whimpered, as if he wanted me to stay with him. The booming from the music downstairs made the wood floors underneath my toes shake. Strobe lights.