I felt my own wetness running down the crack of my ass and down to the sheets. As Jim was leaning down, guiding his cock toward my gaping pussy, Jaso... said “I can’t get to her that way Jimbo, let’s turn her onto her knees.” “Man, your timing sucks Jason!” Jim said with a grin. He willingly helped me turn over though, as Jason reached out and helped guide me to the front corner of the bed. He positioned me so that my head was at one edge, and knees at an angle on the other. Holding my head. “Fuck me,” Zeke muttered under his breath.Elliott agreed whole-heartedly with the young man’s comment. He’d almost lost his breath as he first spotted his mother, and then his heart resumed that steady pounding in his chest as she made her way down the stairs. “Fuck, talk about sexy,” were the kind of thoughts racing through Elliott’s brain.His mother was dressed simply, but the expression “less is more” definitely came to mind. She was wearing a simple black cocktail dress. But that simple. She loved having him penetrate her slit with his thick tongue. But it was his cock she wanted and she made it clear what she wanted. At first, the Jamaican barely passed her pussy lips with the tip of his penis. It only increased her passion wanting more. Sensing her desires, he pushed in deeper, but only half way arousing her to the edge of an orgasm. To get him in deeper, she raised her legs in the air and over his shoulders to force the issue. In seconds, he sunk his thick cock nearly to. "Safira's eyes were securely shut, but I looked down at our seated camcorder wielding Therapist. The Therapist, while filming with one hand, removed her knickers with the other, pressed a single finger to her lips, in the shush gesture. She then placed her freehand up her skirt and started masturbating. I returned the favour by tugging down Safira's knickers. Safira raised her hips to let me remove her pants. I tossed them to one side and started to probe my wife's vagina with my fingers."Male.