He’d rather be fucking her than the redhead, who even now he pounded, his erection in her pussy. She was on all fours now, having changed positions ...or the second time. She wanted to come in every position, she had told him. His auntie Cathy was still rolling around the dance floor, but was now with a guy, as well as the woman she had been dancing with. He saw his mother, on top of one guy, giving another a blow job. He felt a pang of jealousy, the bile raising in his throat. Then it was gone,. “Please, don’t stop! Not now …” “I’ve other patients to attend to. I’ll see you later.” She left the room without another word and once again I willed my arms to co-operate but it was totally useless. The next hour seemed to drag into eternity but, at last, she returned. She acted as though nothing untoward had happened as she checked my temperature and pulse and then administered another dose of painkillers. I was just wondering what, if anything, I should say to her when, as if it were simply. And just that. He would fuck her, collapse on her, turn to his side and then sleep. Malini used to lay just there staring at the ceiling.But now, she was in her son’s arms. A son whose cock she craved and was on a mission to have it inside her. She already saw a bulge in his cotton shorts and pulled its waistband down. She leaned more towards Anil’s groin and already put that cock in her mouth.She was sucking on it as if her son’s life depended on it. Anil was still sleeping. So she decided to. She leans in and kisses her mother’s nipple, causing another moan to escape. Lucy lets go of the rubbery member and reaches up to grab the headboard with both hands, rolling her hips so that her legs are spread an up in the air. Brea supports herself on her hands and knees, positioned just above her mother. Then she begins to lower her hips until the tip of the fake toy meets Lucy’s nether lips. The woman sucks in her breath as the end of the rigid shaft parts her folds. Brea pushes slowly yet.