We cut to the inside of the florists, watching a middle-aged lady putting together an arrangement. Her top is cut low enough to show off a healthy chu...k of cleavage, but without being slutty; her trousers tight enough around the hips for us to see that she’s got a little middle-aged spread going on. Not much, but enough to show.We cut to a close-up - narrow-faced, with a center parting to her blonde hair, and squinting a little as she introduces herself in a high-pitched, borderline annoying. I mean, having your period is natural and all, but having blood run out of your body for several days each month is kind of strange when you think about it.”“If I bled that much every month, I’d be dead!” I quipped.“Which just proves that women are stronger than men!” she said haughtily.“They’re always in control, too. You’ve heard the joke where little Johnny goes to his friend Janey in kindergarten and shows her his dick and says, ‘I have one of these and you don’t’. She leaves crying. The. His weight was bearing down on the frame of her hips, his eyes meeting hers, her hands gripping his back, pulling his chest to hers. She heaved a thick, deep sigh, boasting relinquishment of all control. A fiery force rose from her pulsating pussy, instantly surrounding her with golden glowing light, and painting her cheeks with natural, luscious blush. He feels me, she thought, as the head of his cock landed gently between her legs, making contact with the thick layer of juice coating her. Then used her hand again before the movie was over.”Good! He didn’t fuck her. I can be his first. “Do you want to stick it in me baby? Wanna fuck your Mommy’s kitty?”Willy only nodded and his mother’s response was to grip him by his erection to pull his cock to the entrance of her pussy. As her son’s cock penetrated her Betty’s already wet cunt adjusted to the size of the young boy’s man sized pecker, as it slid all the way in. She felt like her son had just stuffed her pussy with his.