Sean moaned louder and started moving his hips back and forth. He could never get tired of her invading fingers or thumbs during a hand job or blow jo.... He also enjoyed it when she used a small toy but this morning was to be fingers or thumbs. Jane knew Sean was getting close to his release and she couldn’t wait to drain him. Wedging her thumb deeper inside him to rub his prostate she started stroking his cock faster. In a sexy voice she said, “C’mon baby, give Momma your cum…” He was moaning. Even after his release Ty battled PTSD. He was a complex character.Meanwhile back in reality I rode my trike and cursed the cold. Janet got tired of the early morning bike rides quickly. I was glad to be honest. It allowed me to get back to my own schedule. Janet and I worked on the Bitch Tory and her daughter the equally bitchy daughter Shelly.Shelly’s jail stay was only four days, but it changed her some. She learned a lesson from it. She learned to lie to her mother rather than confront her. ’ I opened the door and let them enter. ‘I then asked what was this all about I just gave my statement last night?’ They looked at me and said, ‘This isn’t about the rape Mrs. Masters. It’s about your husband.’ I looked worried as I asked, ‘What about my husband? Is he alright?’ ‘I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but your husband is dead.’ the officer said. I screamed, ‘ No! No, it can’t be. Please lord, it can’t be as I was crying. It must be a mistake, I seen him just last night at the. “I bet you like this more than sucking, Mom.” He ground his pecker deep and pulled it out halfway.The little flame in Joan’s mature loins flared slightly at her nipple’s release and the thick cock probing her pussy. Her son was fucking her, slowly, confidently. He had all the time in the world to plunder the place that was suppose to be for his father. Shame’s blush reddened from her belly to her temples.Tommy rocked his hips, driving his prick in and out of his mom’s sucking mouth. He watched,.