Charles was reading the paper when I went back downstairs. I showed him the bar. "The bar is open. Please help yourself anytime. I won't push you, so ...ou'd be better off just getting your own favorite. If it isn't here, we'll get it." Thanks, Jordan, I think I will. I see that there's plenty of Bourbon, so that will be fine." He made his drink. "I want to thank you for taking me running today and feeding me. I'm still confused by all this activity and may have forgotten to tell you." Not a. Your pussy is throbbing, mom. Bathe with your pussy juices.”My juices started flowing heavily. I saw Vineeta roll her eyes back and drive one final thrust upon her son’s cock with her whole body shaking to a violent orgasm. After cumming hard for almost a minute she collapsed upon Rick’s chest breathing heavily. He held her tightly in his arms letting her savor the afterglow of a genuine orgasm.They lay still for a few minutes and I found my voice, “Vineeta that is you and your son?”“Yes. How’s your dad taking it?”“If he knows, he’s probably dancing a jig. The bastard ran out on us when I was four. I haven’t heard from him since. That’s part of my problem, too. I’m having to go through this alone, and the medical bills are eating us alive, even with the insurance. To make matters worse, with mom not working we’re about to lose our home.”“Give me your name and number. I might know someone who could help you.” They had just pulled up at Maria’s apartment. She put the car in park. I think she tried hard not to cum, but cum she did. Peter’s pace increased. His thrust was deep, hard, controlled and steady with piston like precision. Xandra, I already knew, had vaginal muscle control and could squeeze his cock in tandem. She used to do it to me, so I knew what Peter must have felt. With his size he automatically hit her G-spot with every pump. Oh how she came. The sound she made was a whimper and gurgling all rolled into one. Peter had stamina. It seemed like only minutes,.