Her head was spinning out of control and it felt so wonderful knowing that her son was this excited and it was all because of her. "We have to stop an... I need to finish dressing," she whispered as his long, hard cock tormented her lonely pussy to the point of exploding. "Please, baby," she begged hoping that he'd find the strength to stop, because there was no way she could.He held her so tight as his stiff cock rubbed right on her warm, moist pussy and he'd never wanted anything or anyone this. .. great idea, Sir. Iwas... hoping you'd decide to... use us... both." See?" he said to my wife. "Haven't I been saying all along that hesecretly wants my cock up his sissy ass?" He yanked off my wig andtossed it aside. I squealed in panic as he clamped one of his broadhands around my spongy bicep and hauled me to my feet. Then he draggedme along behind him to the sturdy poker table off to one side of theroom. Mack bent me over the handy piece of furniture, tore off my skirt,and gave my. .. Sara X..X..XWell last week i could take it no more i was determined to go out an about an get myself into the middle of some hot an steamy fun some where, i did too, i got my little strappless dress black with white spots heels black wedges strappy scandle types a long straight hunny blonde wig black lingerie bra an knickers hold up stockings too, i showered an shaved all over so i soft an smooth too, oiled an moisturised took a train too crewe then too Hartford an wandered along side the. Somehow in her mind, I was a girl and she refused to permit me to act otherwise. She was a doggedly determined fanatic.I, on the other hand, was weak and tired from the swim. She rubbed the oil over my front, pinching my nipples, and massaging my cock, until I stopped resisting. Then she spread her legs. I couldn't believe it. She wasn't wearing panties. Without a bit of embarrassment, she worked her finger into her slit, fucking herself, staring at me hungrily, while I looked on as if in a.