Sore you… He purred, stopping me dead in my tracks. I felt his arms wrap around me from behind and he gripped my left breast hard. I couldnt help bu... let a sigh escape from my mouth. It felt so good to be up against him with his dick poking up against my ass. Quit it, I forced myself to say, half-trying to get him off of me. Hell, no, he replied, slipping his other hand up my shirt to squeeze my other breast through my sports bra. I aint gonna leave you here, all hot, and sweaty, and horny… Im. Now and again he bit me very lightly on the neck which sent a tingle right thru my body. His thrusts between my legs got more intense and I realised that he was about to cum. Then he gave a groan, the top half of his body arched backwards as he pushed tighter against me and then I felt his cock jerk between my thighs and then a lovely spurt of him cumming between them while I kept him trapped. There was jet after jet of lovely hot juice until I could feel it running down my thighs and when he. His dick was hard and peeking out the top of the panties. Jean joked about his little pencil dick but it was a long pencil. She told me she had finally called me because he could now take a blowjob without cumming in seconds. She had intercourse with him for the first time and he didn't cum right away so she figured he was ready. But she also remarked that he had a lot of cum coming out of that pencil dick. Jean told me to strip and she did as well. She told me she wanted Ed to fuck me first. Mom was surprised when she heard my question and replied quickly "Oh my, why would you ever ask me something like that? I'm your mother for cripes sake!", I seen a smirky smile after a look of shock and awe on her pretty face. I exclaimed to mom, "All the boys in the neighborhood tell me that their dads have their cocks sucked off by you and that you love slurpin' down hot jizz wads!, Is it true mom, IS IT?". Mom replied, "What is it to you, you little bastard? If it wasn't for your father.