..you want to fuck me...you want to fuck me with this thing..."I licked his balls and his shaft up to the tip and swallowed the head of his cock while...stroking the shaft. I looked up at my son and saw that he was in heaven, pure pleasure on his face."Mom Please...I have to fuck you" He moaned.Now he was begging...now I was in control."You want to fuck me...you want to fuck your Mom...uuuhhhmmmm that's so nasty...right here on the couch with the rest of our family sleeping just upstairs?"Again. John is my husband but I was thinking of Roger. Well not really Roger. I was thinking about Roger’s cock and imagining the black man from the church was on top of me. I remembered him hugging me and pressing me against his chest at the church. The smell of him came back into my mind. The weight of his huge body. The embrace of his arms around my slender white body. I transferred these memories onto my husband as he thrust into me. I imagined I was being fucked by a big black man with a. I sat down and Julia stood up. She started with a description of our company and our products, and once she’d covered that, she walked over to the IBM PC that had been set up in the room for us to use. It was connected to a projector, so that what appeared on the CRT also appeared on a screen on the wall. She ran through a demo of the software, answering questions as they came up. About an hour after we’d started, the presentation was over. Julia thanked everyone and sat down.“Do you have a. I opened the sliding glass doors and ran to the pool. I jumped in and let the cool water wash over me to cool my body down. I floated on my back with my eyes closed with erotic scenes of our families running through my mind.A couple of minutes later, I heard splashing. Five naked and laughing people were in the pool when I opened my eyes, happily splashing each other and frolicking about. I figured the night was over. Our parents had all been well fucked and would be going to bed soon. I would.