Her breath quickens as my fingers push through her panties into her pussy.At this she pulls my hand away and undoes my jeans, pulling them and my boxe...s to the floor. Her eyes light up at the sight of my hard cock, her hands wrap around it and she starts to stroke. I take off my shirt and throw it to the floor as her tongue makes contact with the base of my penis. Her wet, experienced tongue glides up my shaft and runs over the tip as she takes me deep in her mouth. I gasp she puts the tip of. . . hard with passion.Mike quickly stripped and climbed into the back with her. His seven-inch cock was throbbing hard, like a pulsating iron. He sat back on the seat and spread his legs.“OK, pretty girl . . . take hold of my cock and began stroking it, just like in the theater.” She leaned over and wrapped her hand around his hard shaft, barely able to touch her thumbs and fingertips.It was her second time . . . but it was still her first cock and it was a discovery process for sure.“What do. We're not married." Mom you're the one who's stupid," I said. "I grew up in this house. Since I was seven years old, Don has been my Dad and all of my friends..." Donald is not your father," she laughed."I didn't say he was my father," I said. "I said he was my dad. My FATHER used to beat the shit out of YOU in front of me. My FATHER barely knew my fucking name when we left, and I was seven years old. My FATHER threw us out in the cold in the middle of winter without even coats to keep us. His eyes widened as he brought his hand to his mouth, licking off the cream before taking a closer look at all three of our bodies. He reached out and touched my tummy, the absurdly large bulge there nearly causing him to forget about little s*s, whom grabbed his other hand and pressed it to her own, even larger belly.The realization that we were both hugely pregnant sent him over the edge, his hips jerking up and sending several spurts of cum onto Mommy’s face and boobies before she opened up.