Till finally, you gasp, "That was good" You take my still hard cock, rub your hand up and down it for a few strokes and then position yourself above...me. I close my eyes briefly from the pleasure as you rub the tip of my cock up and down your wet pussy lips and then sink slowly down onto me. A small grunt escapes your mouth as your hips meet mine, my full eight inches inside you, I can feel the tip of my cock pressed tight at the end of your pussy. You pulse around me and then soften slightly. I have a very self-confident persona and, when I showed up on our date with an aura of determination floating all around me I almost shattered any chance she had of dominating me. I started to suspect that although she was professionally a BDSM performer, personally she was a sub. That she craved to be dominated and controlled by a much more powerful and confident man than her.Well, my suspicions were not unfounded. Her place was close to the café we picked, so she invited me to her home "for. They even managed to get in a quickie in the shower before rejoining the group. No one wanted to leave, so the party lasted until the wee hours of the morning. The next day was a school holiday, so everyone slept in and met later for brunch at the Anderson’s. Bill, as usual, led the toasts. ‘Kids, all parents can ever hope is that their sons and daughters find genuine happiness. Life is too short and too precious to accept anything less. We have been lucky enough to watch the two of you grow up. It drove me nuts. She leaned back, her titties drooping all the way down to the top of her cunt and spread her legs. I had easy access to that pussy and I did not disappoint.I dove right into my mom's twat. Greedily licking and sucking. Her juices smelled so good. Within moments, my mom began to slowly lift her hips off the bed and grind them into my face. She slammed her bulging belly into my face as her tits swayed back and forth. This turned me on even more and I thrashed my head around some.