My kind of sex! Now if I could just have one goddamn orgasm with a guy instead of resorting to a vibrating egg and I’d be one content cow. Jeff was ...usy groping, kissing and taking his sweet time not putting the head of his instrument anywhere near me. I was going to explode and he was more involved with my neck than anything else. I had gotten so wet that I think I’d soaked through the mattress and onto the floor below. I grabbed the base of him, flicking my best fuck-me eyes his way, and Jeff. "Fuck that cunt." Bumfelt did. He went at it like a jack-hammer. Pounding it and pounding it. "Harder. Harder," whispered Sexx, her voice hoarse with desire. "Fuck me." Bumfelt did. But not for much longer. The need to explode built quickly within his tight balls. He drove on. Pounding that sopping wet hooker pussy. "I'm cumming," rasped Sexx. "Cumming." She did. Pussy lips quivering on the detective's hard cock. "Fuck me, Theo," gasped Sexx as Bumfelt slammed into her. "Fill my dirty whore. ..but is that it? That can't be the deal," I added."I'll give or do whatever you want... if you have some more fun with me?"she asked."Fun? What are you talking about? What do you mean by fun?" I asked."I have you and Neil. The two best sons any single mother could ask for.I wouldn't trade you for the world. But sometimes when I'm watching amovie or tv show or when I see a mother and daughter at work, I sometimeswish I had a daughter of my own. Someone I could go shopping with.Someone I can. At the same time I could see that Brian was doggy fucking Jen. Both Jen and I were squealing in delight, and as best we could we kissed each other while massaging each other’s hyper-sensitive nipples. After a few minutes of this bliss, Craig started drubbing me more intensely than I have ever been fucked before – so much so that I could no longer kiss Jen, though I still could massage one of her tits with one hand. Then Craig ran a thumb over my oozing pussy to scoop up some juices, then stuck.