"I wonder how many of these women were dressed by their son" she whispered as we stood at the bar waiting for our drinks, she smelled wonderful and I ...onged to kiss her neck, to nuzzle my mouth into her flesh, to taste her!"I'm wondering how many of them have got a pussy as wet as yours mum" and she giggled deliciously,We sat down at a table where we could see everyone as they came into the pub and she pressed herself against me, I felt the softness of her breas pressing into my arm and I. Then you just law back and open your legs for him. Then he holds you down and pushes into you and you just let him.His cock is huge and his balls are big and hanging down like one of those bulls. I watch him very slowly build to a climax and we both know he's going to come in you.And then there is that moment when he starts to bang you hard like a man does when he starts to come. You feel it happening, so you pull him fully up into you so he doesn't slip out. It's like you want to make sure you. They were all work-related; they were all over once the production closed. It was expected. I didn't particularly like it, but they were baggage-free and they didn't reflect on my relationship with Nathan at all. I know he must have had his affairs as well. I would expect nothing less. He spent his days surrounded by beautiful people looking for self-worth through the admiration of others. They offered their bodies, he'd have been a fool not to accept. But we never talked about it.So we fucked. She looked up at Lynn, "Squeeze those muscles in there; push the cum out. I want it, please."In the past four days Zoey, Alice, and Monica had done this to her, and now Tina. Lynn closed her eyes as she squeezed her Kegel muscles, trying to imagine her pussy like a syringe that she was pushing whatever was inside to the opening.As she did that, she felt the rising wave of pleasure again assault her body. Fingers entered her snatch, and then touched her G-spot. As they rubbed, Tina's mouth.