I pretty much just grunted in response, meaning “Yes!” She unzipped her jeans and slipped them down her legs, throwing them aside, followed quickl... by her see through white microfibre knickers.I grabbed her and roughly positioned her bent over the bed, while I fumbled with my straining cock trying to find her opening. I pushed it in up to the hilt, pulling her back onto me so I could get as deep as possible and making her gasp. I started fucking her and after a few thrusts said “You have had. ” I agreed, and soon we were heading to a Mexican restaurant downtown. Once we were seated, my mom laughed and announced I would be driving us home, as she ordered a large margarita. She ended up having three, and was hammered by the time we left. I helped her to the car, buckled her in, and started to head home.“No no no no… no home, not yet.” She mumbled. drunk chicks usually annoyed me, and I thought it was pretty unattractive, but my mom was different. Maybe because she was older, but it. It was true, I had some experience with this hunk of meat but not much lately. Right now I would have jumped any hard cock thrust up in my face. I pulled his big cock head towards my mouth and opened wide to take it all in. It was as fat as my son's and dripping cum. I started licking and sucking that throbbing piece of meat as I heard my husband moan with pleasure."Oh fuck honey! You always did suck the best cock. Suck me honey. Suck my prick deep down your throat!"And suck I did. I took over. His little hands tightened on his father’s arms, and he put his head on Vincent’s chest for about a minute. He then sat back and gave his father a brilliant smile. “Need Caleb.”“Great,” Vincent answered. He happily swung Victor back onto his hip and went to find Caleb. Caleb wasn’t hard to find because he was sitting in front of a fire in the rec-room reading one of Vincent’s old law books.Victor looked at the book quizzically and then reached out and touched it. He then gave his father another.