It'snothing personal. Just something you have to do." I understand," I said. I took the tip in my mouth as Edith had done andfelt his hand on the back...of my head. He roughly rammed my head down,thrusting strongly, causing his cock to go halfway down my throat. Igagged violently."Back on it," Brad said. "I didn't say you could quit."For the next half hour, I caressed, sucked and kissed the massive cock.Just as it would seem more pleasant, he's ram it into my throat again.Finally, I felt it began. He would just have to hope that the officer would skip right to the breathalyzer. The officer stepped back and Jason climbed out of his car, wondering what would happen next. At least now he could see what the cop looked like. Early fifties, portly, and with a thin goatee.“Now turn around and put your hands on the roof of the vehicle. I have to search you for weapons.”‘Search me for weapons? Bullshit. This is turning into a bad porno. Never in my life did I think I would be praying to only be. " Her legs would be wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper even as she half-heartedly objected.When she felt the heat of my orgasm, it would trigger her own. I imagine her pussy clenching around me. Her mouth would be hanging open, eyes closed tightly, moaning in pleasure. Her cunt would contract around my cock, milking the cum out of me.Only after she caught her breath would she question me: "I thought you were going to pull out?" She wouldn't sound angry or even disappointed, just a bit. ”“Yea. Josh, help your mom.”Josh helped his mom stand up and with her leaning into him, started towards the bedroom. Bob came rushing back from the kitchen with a garbage bag in hand.“Wait a second. Josh, take those clothes off and put them in here.”So as Ben held Lisa up, Josh quickly stripped down to his underwear.“Everything, Josh. No time to be modest.”“Lisa, are the clothes you wore last night all in the bathroom?”“Yea. I guess.”“Here Josh. Help your mom.”With that, Ben took off for the.