Was that it? Was that what made her immune? Her anger and loathing of the man was strong. Perhaps it was what allowed her to withstand his advances, a...d the substance. But how was she to use that with her son? She didn't hate him. She loved him. Loved him dearly. Didn't she want to hold him to her; wrap him in her arms, and feel his surround her; let him slide that giant cock into her pussy, and make her cum hard as he shot his own load into her and make her pregnant just like his sister?She. . My cock fills you so wonderfully you can feel little else... You bare down and squeeze your muscles and smile when you hear me gasp in response. At that point your feel my hands on your hips and I slowly pull back... Almost but not quite far enough for you to lose my touch... Slowly forward - I fill you again and am rewarded with another gasp... Out... In... Out... In... I feel you pushing back in time with me - urging me to go faster... Deeper....My hands digging into your ass... Moving. She wriggled against him, and put her hand over his. ‘I don’t know how I’ll survive waking up without you next to me once Ricky gets home,’ she murmured, then turned in his encircling arms and kissed him. Matt returned the kiss. ‘We’ll manage,’ he replied, ‘one way or the other.’ ‘I’m hungry,’ Mary said. ‘All this heavy exertion is really stimulates my appetite.’ She got up, slipped on her robe, and headed for the bathroom. ‘What would you like for breakfast?’ she asked over her shoulder. ‘More. Libereco looked up at the roof of her tent with an expression of pure ecstasy. I was just there to be used for this woman's pleasure. But I couldn't last out any longer. I bucked beneath her. My semen jetted out filling her vagina with my white love juice. A moment later, Libereco herself came in her orgasm. She collapsed onto me and I felt her warmth as she lay on me, her breasts pressed against my chest. She rubbed her hand over my chest and then gently kissed my face and nibbled my ear. Just.