She raised an eyebrow."Well? What are you waiting for, big boy?"At that invitation, I virtually leapt out of the bed, flinging myself towards my mothe.... She giggled at my enthusiasm, pressing the back of one hand to her mouth to hide her grin, eyes sparkling with amusement but beginning to grow smoky with need. I lifted her over my shoulder in an easy fireman's carry, eliciting a gale of laughter as I lightly spanked her upturned backside while I took us into the shower. Not willing to wait. I needed something to keep my mind off her. "How's the weather?" Cynthia asked. "Sunny mostly cloudy, with little rain. Not too bad." "When is your interview?" "About a couple of hours. Enough time for my. .I looked back at my reflection. I lookedlike a complete tart...I don't know what had compelled me to do it. And thenails! It had taken an age and the results weren't perfect but, oh my, Iloved the way they looked. And something about the way they were physicallyattached to me, inescapably so...every time I looked at them my penis startedto swell with a mind of its own. I sat before the computer and squirmed andcrossed and uncrossed my legs as I'd never done before.At seven exactly the. Melissa only sighed loud but did not register a complaint at all and Jonathan hastened to pound away as hard and as fast as he could. Melisa orgasmed and began Cumming and Cumming and Cumming, absolutely non-stop. Jon seemed to have drained his balls and was no way close to Cumming, he thought but he was so excited and had no danger of losing his erection. Well, he kept fucking her knowing for sure that his cock will be sore, his balls would be aching and his back shall also be in pain.