He put his cum soaked cock back in my ass and I jerked my cock until I shot my cum on the couch. Another month went buy of casual meets, sucks, anal f...cks, and I was now swallow cum like he and I both enjoyed. Then he introduced something a little more exotic. Jim called me up on a Sunday afternoon and asked if I want to come down. I was pretty horny as always and we hadn't fucked or sucked in a couple days. When I got to his place we talked as always and he said you want to try something. I. . "Hey hun!" she is staring at me around her legs now and I shook out of my daydream. "Hi mom, taking yoga now?" I didn't know if she was doing yoga or palates or whatever, I just needed to say something. In my head though I was thinking that 'the invention of yoga pants might be the single greatest thing in the last century'."No I'm just doing light exercises to keep my old bones from creaking." She grunts and she pushes down."I highly think you're old mom". I said honestly. I think most. !" My words trailed off into breathless whimpers, my eyes squeezed shut. His thrusts became harder and faster, my words apparently having an effect on him. And I writhed and moaned, feeling his cock slid into my sopping cunt. He'd let go of my legs, and I wrapped them around his waist, pulling him into me. I wanted more . . . and more. I wanted him to fill me with cum. "You want to fill me up with your cum? Huh? " I asked, but it wasn't really a question. I looked up into his eyes, seeing. Wyman quickly stood up and pulled me off the floor again. It seemed Fleck wasn't too happy with his partner in crime. He said nothing, just quietly led us from my dungeon, down a long dark hall, to what looked like a small arena. It took my eyes a few moments to adjust to the light after being in darkness for so long but when I saw it, I shuddered. It looked like the island from my apartment, but it wasn't. I saw large metal hooks on the side and the countertop didn't look as smooth as.