"Kiss me. Show me just what kind of a slut you really are! Kiss your son!" I thought she'd start fighting me again, but mom surprised me by finding my...mouth and thrusting her tongue inside. I moved in and out of her ass slowly as we continued to kiss. "Brian stop!" she cried after a while and refused to kiss me. I knew what she was trying to tell me. She was ready. She wanted me to fuck her ass hard. She needed to feel me take her."Mom, we're not done yet!" I said, thrusting into her ass with. All the other workers treated me as normal, so, I thought nobody else knew anything about the last night. After a few minutes I went across to Thomas’s desk for asking to borrow his ruler. I leant across the desk facing him ensuring that when he looked up he got a good view of my nipples through the stretched blouse. I saw his tongue lick his lips as his gaze locked on my assets. Then I went back to my desk making sure I provocatively swung my hips to keep his hungry eyes on me. I sat at my. Suddenly, her balls tightened and she could feel the veins on her 5-inch cock start to bulge as the first shot of cum launched high into the air. It landed on the pillow right next to her left ear and splashed audibly. She opened her eyes in panic and watched the rest of her orgasm in utter shock.The next shot was big, so big it covered her neck with a thick layer of cum. The following shot covered her chest with the white-hot liquid and the rest of the orgasm went to flood her bellybutton. And. Rachel Watkins sat at her sister's feet clutching one of Samantha's legs and looking somewhat frightened. Samantha had an anxious look on her face as well. Irene was practically without expression as she sat watching her husband."Wow, I did that?" Yes. Now just think about the whole thing, the questions, answers, don't try to focus on any one thing or it will blur the rest. Just let your memory run. I want to concentrate on Samantha."The scene played out just as she had described it before..