" I said as my mind checked out in the midst of hand to dick proximity. She gently squeezed my thigh and to my surprise moved her hand snugly under my...scrotum and gave me a squeeze. Looking up to me she said, " Do you feel alive?" "Very". I said. My cock was a pulsing mass of lust and confusion with the warmth of my mother's hand at its base. Without a moments hesitation I felt her hand let go of my upper thigh and slip down under the waistband of my shorts to grab my rigid cock. "Of fuck". was. Good buncha guys.”“Yeah, at least the ones that showed up.”“All our out-of-towners were there,” she said. “Glad to see Jumbo brought ‘is wife.”“She left the kids with their grandma to come spend the week with ‘im. That’s dedication.”“Love,” Sunny sighed. “Which one of us is gonna drive over to visit the other?”“I’m thinking about that,” I said. “We’ll try and sell ourselves as a husband and wife team...”“How long do you think you get to be the boss of this team?” she laughed.“Only where it’s. “Don’t keep your voice down. I want to hear you.”It was all Cory needed for voicing his pleasure loudly, lewdly, emitting sounds and grunts like an animal in heat. He felt well used. He was quite certain he would not be able to walk, as he felt the delicious pain of getting stuffed by his master’s huge member over and over again.“Can I touch myself, master?” he asked through his moans.“No,” came the cruel reply, and a frustrated gasp was the answer. “I want to drill you until you lose your. Which suited me as I have long legs and the isle-seat meant I was less prone to cramp due to the lack of space in these cheap seats! The window seat was occupied by a pale thin faced haughty looking monsignor, bible firmly in gripped in hand, who looked as though being up in the air, nearer to his god was not something he relished! Anyway, on goes the safety belts and holding hands, we got the “your boat is under the seat [tuff if you crash on land] and, the you can get out through this door.