"Yeahhh" he moaned in satisfying pleasure.I closed my eyes concentrating on the feeling of his dick rubbing against my pussy walls. I could feel in de...ail the softness of the head of his sick as it slowly inched its way in and out of me. The more I thought about how it was my son making me feel this way, the closer I was to orgasm myself. All of a sudden Adam is picking up his pace and he is going harder and faster. The smack of my pussy against his dick was no longer quiet but has grown to. He swung his legs over and planted his feet on the floor. Oh right,the senator thought as he righted himself, my boobs. How could he haveforgotten about them? They were bigger than his wife's.Stan stumbled towards the shower and pulled his night bra off. Itnever did anything, why did he even wear it?The hot water cascaded down Stan's naked body, conforming to curvesthat he had no idea were new as well as it conformed to the square,stout features of the rest of his body, which he had indeed. "Are you faking, Baby?" I asked, genuinely worried. If the boys were faking, my fuck-fest was headed downhill."Oh God no, Papi!" He turn half around and kissed me. "You feel wonderful! I just can't get my mind off that interview today. I really wish you'd let me go with you." Baby, nothing happened!" I insisted. "I said no." I know." He sounded doubtful."Watch the Angels. I want a serving of Baby jizz before I let you go. I will fuck you all night if I have too."He smiled slightly. "That's not. Jesus god in heaven!"Mona's back was sharply curved now, arched down as she lifted her quivering ass high to make room for the gouging, ramming cock. Carl held her cheeks firmly as he fucked in and out with savage movements of his body. It was getting good for him, too. Vicky could tell."Are you getting it good, Mona?" he gasped, biting his lip. His gray-flecked hair was mussed and there was a patina of sweat on his forehead. Mona pounded the surface of the billiard table weakly and seemed to.