Oh God! So this is what it's like. Scream. Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! Oh my God, my God, my God, my God! Please! Stop! It can't get any higher, surely! O... God! Oh! OH! OH! OH MY GOD! OH GOOOOOOD! O H ! O H ! O H !S C R E A MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmm! I said (if that's the right verb to use) as my penis let go and come spurted as though from the wellspring of my soul.I found that it's all a little sordid and somehow belittling when you wake up in the night after a wet dream, and your satin full-length. And I was ready, like I always was.These stolen moments were so precious, after all.He wasn't expecting anything when I slid into the passenger seat of the black SUV. The A/C was running against the late spring heat, and the radio was blasting something with a solid bass line and lyrics about ass and titties. That was fine with me.I danced with the wind in my hair and the windows down and the sunroof open, as we passed a blunt and sped recklessly the short distance to the gas station.In the. Her butt is the place which makes me real mad. She used to wear her saree tightly and her hard plump butt would bounce in her tight saree as she walked. I always wanted to taste her butt. Once my father was out of town for a week. On sunday, my mother was washing dishes. I was reading and I started to stare at her. I started to see her boobs bouncing while she was washing the dishes. I could see her sexy navel as her saree was slightly come to the side. She suddenly turned and made her back. ,”My own orgasm was no less powerful, it seemed to begin in my brain and spread outwards until I was tingling all over, even my feet tingled as she went limp and collapsed against me, almost tipping us both off the chair."Bloody hell mum." I laughed and tipping her head up to mine, kissed her full, soft lips."Quite a pleasant little fuck wasn't it dear?" she giggled and stood up rubbing her bottom gingerly."I suddenly feel sober, do you?"I agreed that I did so, to give ourselves at least a bit.