Why was I crying you ask? Here I did it and I could not remember any of it, not one little thing about doing it. I watched as I went nuts, crazy out o... my mind with pleasure.I was so focused on the TV I almost did not hear Josh speaking to me, then I finely heard him say, "Touch yourself mom, rub that hot dripping cunt of yours while you finish watching this." I looked at him and said "No, I won't do it, I don't know how you made this all up, but that isn't me and you can't show this to anyone. Welles on the north coast, has a wooded area behind the beach. Proper woods and trees, and then the slope down to the beach which is obscured from view. Somewhere like that would be fun to explore when it is warmer, as there are loads of opportunities for illicit outside sex, always with the chance of being caught. A gorgeous, warm summer evening would be perfect. I could wear a pretty beach dress, without a thong on, so that when we got chance you could have easy access to my velvety pussy. Bill’s dick had been hard most of the morning, and he knew he couldn’t go much longer without fucking something. Kneeling behind his fuck doll, he pushed her head to the floor and speared his raging cock into her cunt in a single stroke. She was so lubricated, there was no resistance. “OK slut, let’s see what you can do. Once I cum in your worthless hole you can get back on the toilet. Now fuck!” Susan clenched every muscle she could to hold the water in ass and to stimulate Bill as much as. I was lying on a sofa like seat reading, when he came over, reeking of booze, lent over me, and pulled my hand onto it.I had mixed reactions, but loved the feel of it, big, strong, warm, and soft, and when he covered my hand and made me move up and down the shaft, the bulbous head could barely fit into my hand.Before you think this was a full blown wank, I have to say, we are talking about a mere 15 to 20 seconds feel, because my grandfather came in from outside, where all the parting was.