"I mean it, stop it," she repeated, still giving complete attention to the opponents on the screen. He tried to think of something worth saying, and c...ming up empty he just continued stroking below her collarbone, realizing that she was not backing up her words with any physical hindrance. He bent forward far enough to kiss her on the neck. She wriggled slightly to try to shoo him, but not to any effect."That tickles," she protested. "But it feels good, don't it?" he countered. "I didn't come. With that, I angrily grabbed Monica by her slightly graying, page-boy haircut, yanked up her skirt (the board didn't approve of pantsuits or slacks), and started roughly entering her already soaked cunt from behind. Forget rubbers right then ... this was a heat of the moment grudge-fuck and I was going to teach her a lesson or two the hard way. I just kept shoving it deeper into her pussy with each stroke, but a funny thing happened right then. The more I used her admittedly enjoyable and. Either way, he knew me and it made me more comfortable.I left the store and put my new sex toys in the trunk of the car then drove home. When I got home I found my mom trying on some sexy new clothes. She had a purple tube top on that was so much tight as it did hang off her body, like a skirt but for around her chest and you could get a good look at her cleavage from underneath. She also had on a matching purple short skirt that was tight fitting around her hips and barely went past her crotch. Pulled back in a ponytail through her leather hat. She was wearing a low cut t-shirt, tight jeans, and grey wedges. I looked at her, "you promised, are you going to keep it?" She smiled, "Yes!" So, we stopped to get a room. We went upstairs, and all could think to myself was "Bro, you know she's had damn good dick, you better fuck her right!" We made out, and she unzipped my slacks, and pulled out my cock. She willing started sucking my cock. Her mouth felt like pussy. Her lips we were wrapped.