Her eyes were glazed with lust and her own exertion and she pleaded, “Fill me up and fuck me now.” Her hand guided me to her lips and I held mysel... poised at the entrance. I ran my tongue from her firm belly to her breasts, toying with the nipples, and then worked my way to her mouth. We met in a passionate kiss and timed the thrust of cock and tongue to give her a one-man double penetration. I filled her, as she had asked and then I fucked her. I had been on the edge for so long I thought I. We wanted a fairly large house because we planned on starting a family sometime in the future. Angela had sold the house that she and Carl had been paying off, and my ex-wife had bought out my stake in the home that we had shared (having no kids sure as hell simplified the division of assets). This luckily meant that between us, Angela and I had a very sizeable deposit for our own home, and we'd needed only a modest home loan.A massive garage had originally taken up much of the ground floor of. Momma's boy was on a road-trip. "Going somewhere big fella? Maybe you should come somewhere instead." Flattery will get us both everywhere and in fact, I was, if not big, adequately engorged to restore my faith that my hands had not simply grown too large for my cock. Are erotic thoughts of a mom, a fountain of youth? There's something for future enquiry.Her legs were moving sensuously, stretching and curling showing those curves in action and flashing a bit of pubic hair. And then - the. “Oh, someone's hungry for pussy this morning,” I giggled. “My big sis just craves my cunt, right?”She flinched then muttered, “Yes, Mistress.”I closed my legs as she reached me. “Try to sound enthusiastic. I am letting you eat your breakfast out of my pussy. You should be thankful. Not acting like a pouting bitch.”“Sorry, Mistress.” She took a deep breath, forcing a smile on her lips. “I am so hungry to eat your pussy this morning.”I could see it in her eyes. She meant it. And there was.