I finally rolled off the table when I heard the front door close. I sat in the same chair my naked son had sat in before. From the way the light came ...hrough the window I could see the spot where our combined fuck juice had pooled. I was too tired to wipe it away right now. I took another mouthful of my cold coffee and closed my eyes feeling full but not quite satisfied.Would I try sex with my son again ... I'd just have to see how he reacted once he got home.The next thing I heard was the. "That's because I did everyone I was told," Becky beamed up at the pretty interviewer."She came with me on a business trip and I must admit she was the bell to be balled that week. Without her, I doubt if we could have landed the hovercar account." Good for you!" The reporter stroked her long red hair. "Did you like doing all those businessmen?" Well, sometimes it kind of hurted," Becky answered seriously, "but that's okay," she perked, "'cause I'm a masoskist!" She's precious!" The reporter. He agreed.Savitri climbed on to the boat and they rowed towards the deep sea.“What’s your name?” asked Savitri. “Does that matters bitch?” was their reply.On hearing that, she smiled looking at them. She smiled sexily, biting her lower lips and that sight itself made them lose their control. They looked around, it was just water everywhere and the shore was so far. They moved towards Savitri. Her pussy was damn wet with excitement. She never cared about the fish-stink the boat had, all she. Mike was that he had lost control and shot a load of cum from his engorged cock. The fact that his young wife had been gripping it in her cool little hand at the time only compounded his embarrassment. He had not even noticed that most of the other male students had done the same."God, Janet, I'm sure sorry I behaved like that. I wanted our first time together to be something special." Don't worry, Darling. I have jacked you off before, you know," his bride answered with a lustful twinkle in.