Then, she'd either pull him on top of her or she'd get him on his back and mount his hard cock and slide it inside her so she could ride his manhood u...til they both powerfully exploded in orgasms.Tonight Sara's husband was 500 miles away with their two children and Sara was as desperately horny after finishing her concert as she could ever remember being. She'd just given her adoring fans the concert of her life and now what she really needed was a horny man to make love to her and help her get. I’d know him for about a year, after I’d given a lecture at his college about breaking into what is a very competitive business. He’d been a quick learner. Had done various jobs for me. Photographing babies, k**s. Old ladies. He’d done it all. Helped me on more than few porno shoots. He was good, had a good eye. I thought he was taking the piss when he said he wanted to shoot his mother. Wow, what a looker, as was that little slut of a s****r of his. Still she was for later. Right now, his. Mrs McCluskey knew how to spank, each smack was hard, she started at the top of my buttocks and worked her way down one cheek at a time, with each smack I was rubbing against her thighs exposing my tight balls to view.She then summoned the girls round to face me and let me look up to see their pussies. My bottom was throbbing, my cock was slowly leaking. Mrs McCluskey told the girls to stand with their legs apart and rub their clits.She then started to spank me very hard, each spank making me. Glad that my breasts could manage a day without a bra, I slipped out of my panties and jumped into the shower. The water was cool, instantly bringing my nipples to attention, but slowly warmed up as I massaged the soap over my body. The soap had a lotion quality to it and I felt a tingling sensation as I massaged it on my breasts. My legs and bum felt tired from the day and kneading my bum helped relieve some of the soreness, my neat landing stripe was still trimmed but I grabbed my razor.