Then she resumed the rough, wet and loud pistoning of her mouth over his cock. Mark grabbed his mother's head with both hands, digging the tips of his...fingers into the bun of brown hair on the back of her head. He loved the noises and feeling of her mouth and his dick and the feel of her thumb massaging his asshole.The experience made him wild and he felt his cum leaving his balls in surges."Mom, I'm going to cum. I can't hold back any longer. I have to shoot." Hmmm... hmmm...", Jennifer moaned. Jessica had left her little white and blue panties. I picked them up and walked into the house. I was planning on hiding them until I saw her again. As I entered the living room I heard the front lock click. Shit Tiffany was home early. I ran to my office, shoved the panties into the bottom of my filing cabinet. I turned on the computer and pretended to check my work log. She walked by then stopped when she saw me. Hey handsome. Your home early doll, I said going to her to kiss her. Yeah I. Sleep was comfortable since the weather had held. I knew I couldn’t be lucky for long and prayed for nature to cooperate until the power was up. I already had a new furnace in the basement, waiting patiently for energy and duct work. I spent the next day cutting holes in the first floor and installing the necessary duct work. I would have to put another unit in the attic for the second floor. I would worry about that as soon as the power was pulled. It was an old house that seemed to resent. I attempt two fingers now, which would normally be too much for my virgin pussy to take, but I am so unbelievably wet that they slip inside me with ease. My eye darts from his now magenta-tinted cock to his beautiful face, open-mouthed and just as flushed. I imagine myself perched on his lap, my warmth enveloping him, impaled and enflamed as I continue thrusting two fingers in and out of my sopping twat. Mr. Thompson pauses for a second to lick his palm and I see that the skin on his cock is.