I rubbed my swollen clit as I laid there on my back, spread wide by both toys and imagined once again bent over the kitchen table and being mounted an... fucked by Jerome from behind, the way he loved it. I tried not to think of it, but as I continued to cum multiple times, the pictures raced through my head and eventually both of the toys were ejected from my wet and gaping hole as I exploded and screamed out loud while my body was wracked with one spasm after another. After feeling the last. She always wished that her husband was waiting for her there behind the stage to take her to the dressing room and fuck her brains out. Sometimes he was there and every single time he had been, Sara had almost dragged him to the room where she'd prepared for her performance and stripped his clothes off until she could get at his cock. Then, she'd either pull him on top of her or she'd get him on his back and mount his hard cock and slide it inside her so she could ride his manhood until they. I tried to seduce her by fingering it while fucking her pussy doggy style. It was so tight and smooth as my thumb was feeling the pressure of mom’s asshole. I wanted her ass badly at any cost. My mind said to me “fuck that tight ass with your thumb, faster faster my boy. You have to make your mom scream, the finger that asshole as hard as you can”.I did the same as my mind ordered. Mom’s asshole was hot like an oven inside; my thumb was feeling the heat. Ahhhh I was thinking O my god if my. "Please, no ... p-please don't make me have to..." We can't do that," said Robert in a flat voice. "And you know why we can't." I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE!" Dorothy screams, making Cassie flinch. "Don't you understand that?! I don't want to do it! I'm too scared! I-I'm..."Suddenly, Robert is there, holding her. Cassie's breath catches in her throat as she watches Dorothy struggle at first, then embrace her husband with a ferocity that electrifies the continuum.Cassie's eyes blur with tears.