I remember fucking him well, though it’s been some time, not by choice, but the realities of life exist. The taste of him, the touch of him, the sme...l of this man, my love, the memories come back to me time and again. Yet, despite the distance, I feel his presence, his essence every day. His voice makes me weak-kneed and tongue-tied. His words distract me, leave me dripping, squirming and on the verge of coming. Late afternoon teasing phone calls at my desk are the guiltiest of pleasures. I. "Darling, that is exactly what I want" and with that her mouth was around my cock, sucking even harder than before. I felt my orgasm begin to build and my hips began to thrust at her mouth. I was fucking my mums mouth, loving every second of it and so apparently was she. I wrapped my hands in her dark hair and fucked her in the mouth. The first blast of my cum went straight down her throat and then she pulled her mouth off and wanked my spewing cock. My cum sprayed over her face and then began. Besides a chance at someday getting a high-paying job that doesn't involve VIP-Room hand jobs, she has something else that I'm very jealous of- her body. She's fit- she has to be to play college sports- but she's also has amazing curves. I never thought I had much attraction to other girls, but seeing her from across the aerobics room, I couldn't quit staring at her, wondering where she was from, wishing I had what she had. It was fucked up- I'm usually not shy at all, but I found myself unable. I guess my situation was a little unique because I had seen it happen before I married her and it had been the most exciting thing that I had ever seen.It had happened several months before we were married. Faye had been having second thoughts about getting married and she instigated an argument so she would have a reason for breaking off the engagement. The real reason, as I found out from my cousin Barb who is Faye's best friend, was that an old boyfriend had come back to town. Faye had been.