But no matter what she did she still felt dirty. She eventually stopped and quickly dried off.Once finished she was then sitting in the living room dr...ssed in a sleeveless white cotton blouse and blue jeans. She knew that David liked this blouse on her because of its deep plunging cleavage and tightly cinched waist. She also knew he liked these jeans on her. They weren't the standard "mom" jeans some mothers wore.At 5:30 she was nervous because not only did the boys not come home, but David. OMG SIR.. YESSSSSS!” she cried out as her whole body started to shake to a thunderous orgasm and I could feel her hot juices running down my balls and I started to thrust in time with her, OMG I was getting close myself and with all her cries it sounded like she was having multiples as my groin felt so wet and sticky.She had that look of determination and concentration on her face and she wasn’t going to let up until I filled her with my man seed so she stepped it up a gear forcing the bed to. ”I let out some of the tension as we kissed for a time. When we separated, the light was quite dim. Smoky layers of clouds lay in sheets in the west, forming little bands of slightly different colors. It was hard to tell exactly where the water turned into air.“Come back to our place,” I offered.“Okay,” she replied, contented at the invitation.We set off in silence, the world feeling oddly calm.“My moms know, by the way. That’s how I know, that it’s Frej.”“I was wondering about that,” she. Lips on her nipples. Fingers in her crevices. Wetness. Her senses were fully aware. A tall and muscular black man had been standing in the corner observing the scene. Man #1 nodded and the black man signaled to the onlookers. Several tentatively approached the woman, eyeing her, then touching. They walked around her, caressing her. Exploring her. With each touch they became bolder and more assured. She was now surrounded by men and women. All taking a turn to feel her supple breasts. Taster.