Bunni was mesmerised by the long hard nipples which seemed to grow harder with every sweep and as the soft sheer fabric of her top grew taught bridgin... the gap between them. Up until now the conversation has remained light, with the couples simply talking about the venue, how attractive the clientele were and general non-descript light flirting. However the brunette, noticing Bunni’s distraction, laughed, leaned towards Bunni and said ?This isn’t a case of look but don’t touch, you are very. "...stopitstopitdontyoudoitstopthisNOW"! Her voice was getting hoarse from her shouting.I felt the opening of her pussy tighten. This was going to take some work. Pressing my hips forward I ground my rod into her. The narrow opening swallowed the head of my shaft but held firm. She wasn't going to give her pussy up without a fight. Well that was just fine with me. Over and over again I thrust my hips forward. Millimeter by millimeter I drove more of my shaft into Ruth's tight married. Boys love gross stuff like that. Sorry, Travis.”I chuckled.“It is pretty gross,” I said. “I can tell them how horrible it smelled. That was ... whew!”“They’re both old enough to understand,” Matt said, looking at his wife. “And they saw and heard everything. The last thing we want is for them to be scared of him.”“They aren’t scared of him,” Sarah said. “They’re scared of hurting him again.”She sighed and turned to face me.“They were at school,” she informed me. “They ... they haven’t really. When she hugged me, I lost all control. Her warm arms around my loose clothing, her plump tits pressed into my chest, her gleeful mewling in my ear unleashed the monster caged within me. My hand pulled up the skirt and fished cock from out of my pants. I jacked on my iron hard prick about a dozen times for every two seconds and kissed my mother on her bare neck as she held me. My free hand crossed between us and snapped at her closest titty.Immediately, she released me and recoiled my frantic.