My mum still had them but it wasn’t hers that got me into it. It was a family friend that we used to visit, let’s say her name was Mary. Mary was ... lovely woman and always made a fuss of me, well I thought it was me but I guess she was like that with everybody, I thought she was beautiful and couldn’t wait until we went to visit.It was especially great if it was the winter, or any time when it was chilly. She and her family lived in a cottage that had a huge log fire that heated the whole. “So you did,” she breathed. "Anything else you'd like to do?"There was no need to answer because Erin was pulling me onto her, positioning me between her legs.“Wait," I said as she ran my stiff cock between her sopping folds, "here on the floor?”“I don’t care. Fuck. Me.” Her words were more plea than command.Erin sighed as I pushed into her, and I nearly sobbed from the sensation of feeling her open to me in exquisite welcome.Once fully joined, we paused, looking at each other.“Okay?” I. I had seen my wife squirt many times before but nothing like this. It was like her pussy was going through massive contractions. I was mesmerized by it.I saw her pussy contractions slowing and knew that she was coming down. She was still moaning quietly and I knew if I continued my attentions to her clit she could become sore so I moved up to kiss her.My cock was now resting on her entrance. “I want you in me,” she said and then started licking her juices off my face. “You’re soaked. I’m. He dropped his crossbow from his hand, falling over dead that fast.“How the ... actual fuck did you strike that swiftly?” Uncle Curtis wondered as I slid back inside Emma to fuck her ass for a couple more strokes.“I don’t know ... I just did,” I shrugged as I then switched back to Jackie’s fine butt and Erin started licking Emma’s tush again.“I gave him a kill-switch of sorts. An ability to turn off his conscious mind and kill instinctively, whenever the danger is imminent enough, like a snake.