--------------------------------------------------------Its just a short walk from our balcony to the bedroom. The BBQ turned off and the burning stea...s replaced with a different appetite all together. There she lies, spread out on our bed for me, her sticky wet vagina still leaking the cum I put in it, just minutes ago. I’m drawn to it, that glistening wet slit with its swollen parted lips. I’m getting hard again, reaching down to stroke my cock, my balls filling with cum again for her as I. It was very hard to describe to people what emotions felt like to me. It was a bit like trying to explain a colour to someone who had never seen it. People seemed to broadcast textures at me heat, or light, or colours, or physical sensations all seemed to combine with other indescribable stuff to tell me what a person was feeling. The textures were complex though like they were a single point in a huge continuum of emotions. It wasn't as simple as a big 'I am happy' sign. I had tried to explain. “Susan is it alright to come” I moaned“Yes, come in me, Ar SHIT” Another couple of thrusts more, then I made the next one count as I pushed in to her and came. It was like a volcano erupting, capped with her fanny insides, squashing down on my cock end, but when I came, I came mightily.Susan squealed with that first eruption then went in to spasm, panting hard and her arms and legs tightened around me. I stood there holding her, feeling each new load being pump up my cock and in to my mother. Lying down I pull her on top of me and order her to suck my cock again as she straddled my face and for the next fifteen minutes I'm giving her the tongue lashing of her life and stretching her with my fingers. All the while her stiffie is pressed hotly against my chest and she's dry humping me, playing with my balls as she deepthroats me.'Warm enough?' I ask, ready to fuck her, to which she responds coyly, 'I'd be hotter if we could fit this cock somewhere else, and suddenly she's straddling.