She gripped my arms tighter as she started to lift up higher off my cock, getting faster and faster.“Arrrrrrrrrrrr Yeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssssssssssss...” she would squeal above the wet sloppy noise coming from her fanny.“Arr MOM” I grunted“It aright love” mom panted “I’m coming Too, arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr yyeeesssss”Mom kept lifting up and down my shaft a few more times them buried my coming cock deep inside her coming fanny. Her grip slackened on my arms and I could see the perspiration on her. He saw that the carpet was not pleasant on her, so he backed up one full step. She went to put her hands down and crawl to relieve some of the pressure on her knees, “Did I say you could crawl slut?” Her head snapped up to attention, finally understanding how this was going to work out. She shook her head. “I can’t hear you,” Mr. Rostand made an overly dramatic showing of placing his hand up next to his ear. “No.” “No Sir,” he looked down upon her.“No Sir.” Her eyes were brimming lust and. Pat continued, “I’m sure that you’ll need time off if you do, but I thought that Sunday night might be a good time for us to get together if you think you’ll be up to it. I promise to take it easy, and we could even enjoy some sixty-nine time to give your battered ass a rest. I’ll make dinner, and we can skinny-dip in the pool and relax.”“That sounds fantastic even if I do all of the cruises. It would be a nice relaxing evening, which I’m sure I’ll need after a long week of sharing myself with. "Is your leg bothering you?" Scotty, at my age a lot of things bother me," he said as they arrived at their gate.The flight would leave on time the gate agent informed them. They found seats by the big windows in the waiting area, and sat down. Scott looked out at the airplanes on the tarmac."Do you feel up to this trip?" he asked, concerned about his friend."I'm still buying green bananas," Mr. Piotrowski replied.Green bananas? Scott laughed to himself when he figured it out."I have to take it.