When we got to Aunt Marsha’s home, Mom got out of the car and I carried the box of packages in to the house. We all hugged, but I did not kneel down...this time. Mom was busy chatting with her sister but she would wince in pain every so often. Aunt Marsha asked about it and offered to give mom an Alka-Seltzer and go lie on her bed.Mom protested but Aunt Marsha insisted, and said, “Danny and I can keep ourselves busy while you fend off this headache Sis. Go take a nap.”So as mom went to lie down. " She began to reply, but then took my mind off of her answer by leaning back a bit more on my cock. Another inch slowly disappeared into my sexy wife's ass."Oh Baby" she panted, "you feel so amazing filling me up like this. I AM a whore.... I'm YOUR whore..... You feel so gooooooo"She leaned back even more until I felt her body quake, signaling another orgasm. Her anal ring clamped down and I felt her pussy spit more of it's sloppy contents out onto my thighs and the mattress below. As she. She stopped at that point to enable me to recover. My breath was coming a short gasps, a combination of pain, extreme pleasure and achievement that I had taken her whole length inside me. Once Caroline was happy that I was now comfortable she started to rhythmically fuck me. Oh my god the sensations that I was experiencing were like nothing before. She soon began to speed up her strokes. She was soon pounding me harder and harder. “What’s it like being a cock whore then Candy you cheap slag?” I. Her mouth was like something out of a Lush story. Her tongue reached places in my pussy I didn't think was possible. Her soft, full lips teased my labia and clit to the point that, with a scream like a banshee, I came like a geyser, squirting my cum straight down her throat and all over her face.With a long, contented moan, I fell sideways off of her face. After a few moments, I reached down to between her legs and switched off the buzzing vibrator. She was finally able to relax her tensing.