I kept on removing and inserting my dick into her mouth. She kept on making all those choke sounds.After a while she took out a large amount of saliva...and i stopped. She was angry at me for not obeying her. I told her that if she wants a child, she has to cooperate. She agreed. I told her to spit more on my dick. She spat a large amount of saliva.Then i laid on the bed and told her to put her vagina over my dick. She slowly sat on me with her vagina on my dick. I hold her from the back and. I wanted this bath to be special and I did not want it to be a quick shower, so I went to the bathroom, filled the bath tub, used lavender douche to create the foam and all the time I had a hard on thinking about fucking my MIL in the bathtub. I dropped my clothes and tied a towel around my waist but the dick popped out as I went to call my MIL. She laughed at seeing me like that and asked strictly to go and wait. I went and got into the tub and waiting and waiting for 10 minutes and it seemed. ."you raised two boys."*I drove around Tucson several times with my shorts and underwear around my thighs jacking off as I drove around. I kept kleenex on the seat to wipe the cum off of my belly, chest and sometimes my neck.*I had the upper bunk in our bedroom. The first time I jacked off there my semen hit the ceiling. From then on I used a sock.*I showed my neighbor Mark how to jack off. We wound up building a clubhouse in his back yard so we could practice our hobby. We would sometimes. I dawdled along, window-shopping along the way and arrived at the station just about opening time. A fleeting memory of a pub just off the Euston Road between Euston and St Pancras stations tugged at my consciousness and I was in such a state of boredom and frustration that I headed towards Euston Station. After three, long, celibate years, I thrust caution aside, opened the door of the Saloon Bar and walked in. Yes, this was the place. Not a female face in sight, but fugitive traces of.