Your lips start to look a bit puffy and bruised as I continue pulling your mouth down upon my bloated prick. You are making slurping sounds and you be...in using both of your little hands on my shaft, stroking it firmly up and down. You get so carried away, it looks as if you're churning butter. I release your hair."Okay, baby, gnaw on the head of that monster you're sucking on."You smile and laugh, letting my rod pop up out from between your wet lips and purr."Ooooh, whatever you want,. The young buck would have preferred starting out with slow pelvic motions, building up the heat, and then just go all out, smashing the needy twat. But tonight was different, thanks to Mom. Bob right away was tapping the drenched, fiery, creamy groove at breakneck speed.“Aaggghhh!” wailed Marti. “Oh yes! Yes, Bobby! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeee!”The lad’s hips were almost a blur, round and round the lean flanks went, as he pulverized the cougar muff. Soon he added ‘English’ to this downward motion, by. "You're up early for a Saturday," she said. Her gaze flicked to his crotch where he already was showing a sizeable bulge. Her mouth went dry, but her pussy began to flood. God, she thought, I'm like a teenager, ready for sex when a male walks by. But she wasn't ready for sex, well at least she shouldn't be, this was her son she was lusting after."It's the first day of my life. I graduate Tuesday night and "That...that...that's all folks. So officially I'm done." And in two months you'll be. ” I explained, “You watching is what made it squirt so much, so actually both of us wore it out.” This seemed to make her happy.She went back up stairs. I soon followed and went to take a nap.One hot summer afternoon, Amy, Jeannie and Beth, some friends of my sisters and cousin were visiting again, they had been visiting about twice a week this summer. But, this was their first visit since the “wet dream’ incident. They were not allowed to go swimming. The six of them usually sat around yakking.