I lowered my body onto his, so that we were pressed together, him still trying to stop me. When I stopped again, he asked me to stop and leave him alo...e. I refused of course. I was already in this far, I was getting what I was there for.I stripped off my shirt, shorts and socks, leaving me in only my boxers, and tossed them aside. I grabbed one of his feet and began massaging it, the soft fabric of his socks feeling nice against my hands. He struggled a little, but it was clear that he was. No sooner than that thought crossed my mind, a rather large fat cock pushed its way into me. I thought to myself how big Tim is, but this guy was certainly as big as Tim, but he felt twice as thick. He just started to pound away. He grabbed my hips and thrust as deeply as he could go. So far, the sex wasn’t all that good. It wasn’t bad either. The prince albert guy threw me for a loop. I really didn’t want to chip a tooth on that jewelry.The new guy in my mouth came rather quickly, in my head. ”“Why not?” Sylvie asked.“It ain’t right, folks will talk,” he said.“Do you think people will think you are screwing me?” she asked.“Er, well I wasn’t going to put it so crudely,” he replied, “But yes, that’s about the size of it.”“That’s not fair,” Sylvie insisted, “Why should I move out because Mom can’t keep her knickers on.”“I never said anything about that,” he insisted.“Shit, it’s no secret, she screwed the pool guy until he got fed up of her wearing him out, and the gardener until he. If I did get knocked up, maybe next year I would have a lot more in common with the bimbos too.Alone in the room, I undressed, pulled on my shortest, sexiest nightgown and climbed into bed, leaving the door unlocked so that Will could get back into the room later. I tried reading by the bedside light while I waited for him to arrive but it was hopeless; I was too tired and too drunk and within a few seconds I had fallen fast asleep.I don’t know how long I dozed but it felt like a short while.