" Do you want to talk about it?" I asked. " No, maybe later." she replied. I followed her home in my car, and helped her bring her things inside. The ...ood is set, the phones turned off, the lights dimmed down. Candles flickered in the darkness, outlining the meal. She smiled softly at me across the table, the black dress plunging in between her breasts, hugging her curves, tantalizing me. She kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, making my eyes follow the moment. She loved the fact that I. If Hugo could cum on my wife then I should be able to as well! I knelt over her and let loose of my cock. I immediately shot a massive amount of cum (well by human standards that is) onto her face. The remaining loads of cum I shot and dribbled onto her tits. As she sat up and my cum started to run down her face I wiped it with my cock and watched as she opened her mouth. I wasted no time and slid my cock into her mouth as she sucked it clean and whatever was left inside it. After that was all. His index finger plunged in and out of her vagina as she moaned slightly. He enthusiastically kissed one breast while his free hand massaged the other. After a couple of minutes of this, he began rubbing her clitoris. Her moaning increased in intensity as she wrapped herself around him. Finally she came, wailing with pleasure as she did so.When they had both caught their breath, Mrs. Warren announced that we would be driving on the highway. I was the first to drive. I got on the turnpike headed. Jill was still plastered to my arm. I glanced over and noticed that Mom was leaning her head on John's shoulder. She was holding her hands together in her lap. John reached over and laid his paw on them. There was no reaction from Mom.By the time halftime came around, Sara and Mary were including Chris in their conversation. I don't think any of them was paying attention to the game. Not that it was that interesting. We were behind 21 - 0 when John held out a couple of twenties and asked who.