Whispering in my ear he said, take your shoes off. As I leaned forward Mr Smith pulled my shirt off me. After kicking my shoes off he ask, doesn't tha... feel better, as he rubbed my chest. My head began to swim as he moved his hand down my stomach. My little dick was so hard it hurt and Mr Smith must have seen it. Reaching my waist he said, you look like you need to loosen up your pants a little. I said, OK. I don't know if it was the movie, or his touch, but I started feeling funny inside. Mr. Naked, my only vestige of modesty being the thin, very blond, almost transparent wisps of fine pubic hair covering my pussy, I did look good. Yes, even in my mid-thirties, I had to admit I was a sexy sight indeed. I finally tore the foil wrapper and removed the well-lubricated condom. I knelt in front of my son, and placed the rubber on the head of his erect penis, and slowly rolled the latex sheathe down his shaft. He filled the large condom up completely, stretching it, in fact. The little. He grunted and pinched harder, making the pain increase until it was all she felt. It gave the pleasure a sharp, searing edge, but rather than pushing her over the edge, it cleared the pleasure haze and she was able to hold on to the edge. She'd been holding her breath and digging her fingernails into her palms through the pain. He grated out, “No you're not, slut. Not until I say.” He pulled out of her and thrust in again, making her jump and gasp, her pussy flooding around him but holding on.. To my surprise he was about the same size and girth as Mike so I knew that I could handle him. I slid my tongue back to the head of his cock and opened my mouth. He must have sensed that my mouth was open because he thrust forward and his cock went fully in my mouth and into my throat as I gagged from the surprise of it. “MMMMM he moaned, just like I like my sluts, mouth full of cock” he blurted out as he heard me gagging. I pulled back until just the head of his cock was in my mouth and.