You better, God Damn It. You were feeling no pain when we got home and you wanted to have another drink with me. You began talking all nasty to me, sa...ing how it turned you on knowing all my friends were trying to hit on you and looking down you top. It only took a few seconds for you to put your head down and you were out. I thought that it would be a great time to see how much our son wanted to toy with his mother. JIMMY, she said. That's when I faked a call from Frank and told Jimmy I had to. He moans a little as he holds her hair in his hand, keeping it out of her face, holding his other hand behind her head. She moans softly as she wraps her lips around the head of his cock. As she starts to suck on it softly, he gasps and moans under his breath. Slowly moving his hips in the rhythm of the movement of her head. Closing his eyes, he throws his head back in his neck. His breathing gets heavier and she can feel his entire body heave with every breath he takes and moan with every. All he can possibly be, as Diana puts it?" Then before Meg could respond, Marcie blurted out, "Steve can fuck me senseless every night, and he can do it all over again a few hours later, if ... I don't get too sore. And he chases me around the house like we were teenagers. Sometimes, I wonder if my pussy will ever not be sore again."Steve had difficulty swallowing a mouthful of coffee, but he steadfastly continued to stare at the tabletop, his face deeply flushed."Oh, Steve knew that I was. ‘Ayyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Ayeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! Ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!’ she cried. Her pulsing opening sucked the fluids from Greg’s cock, drawing him with her to heights of bliss. Their bodies rocked together as they shared wave upon wave of intense happiness. Afterward, Fran lay in Greg’s arms, satisfied and happy. ‘I…I’m sorry, Greg. I…I don’t know what came over me,’ she whimpered. ‘I…I didn’t come over here to…to jump into bed with you. I…I…’ ‘Fran, it was wonderful! You don’t.