' I answered, instantly looking forward to it. His single bed is quite narrow and doesn't have an attached headboard. What headboard he has is screwed...to the wall and the bed is pushed up against it, and so when the bed is pulled away from the wall a little way it makes an ideal impromptu massage table. As before he placed a towel on the bed and then I stripped off and lay face down on it, my legs a little apart and my arms away from my sides with my palms facing upwards. While I got myself. Her hair flew, bouncing around her shoulders and falling in soft waves over Gilbert's stomach. Saliva dribbled from her mouth and curled onto her chin as she sucked. The snowy globes of her tits were trembling and rippling, swinging to and fro as they slapped each other with fleshy noises."Now," Annette shouted, throwing her head backward off her son's cock. "Scoot down and stick it up my cunt. Fuck me, my sons. Fuck me in both of my fuckholes at the same time. Fuck me…fuck me!"She clawed at. No sooner had she orgasmed once than he casually walked into the rest room, pushed open the stall door and entered the stall with her. She reached for his fly and had his hardened prick in her mouth very quickly. As she worked him back and forth in her mouth and throat, he held her head in the vise-like grip of his huge hands and made sure that every stroke went in as deep as possible. Finally he pulled out of her mouth, silently stood her up, turned her around facing the commode and bent her. My mother was a weak woman and let people take advantage of her. She always seemed to be the victim. A woman who could not be manipulated or take any shit from anybody was refreshing. Once when she was in her ‘bitch persona’, she got a call from a couple of college ex-boyfriends who were in town to come out for a couple of drinks. I knew it meant trouble. I knew I could trust Sherry #1, but Sherry #2 would fuck both of these guys without hesitation. I had a bad case of the flu that night. I.