She was my Muse, my Aphrodite; the Hera to my Zeus; the Delilah to my Samson. She was the fruit which I had been forbidden my entire life, and now, su...denly, I was glutted with it. I could have as much as I wanted and more, and more, and I was so happy that I felt like I was drowning.I was afraid that once Tracy moved in, the relationship might cool off, we'd get used to each other, things would go stale. Seeing each other at work all day and then coming home together seemed like it might. Bill disappeared to the back bedroom while Mom got on her knees and started to suck Gregs’ hard cock. Now Pete had his cock in his hand and he was about as thick as me but only a little over 6 inches maybe. Greg wanted to fuck Mom so he got down on his back on the floor and pulled Mom on top of him. She took his cock in her hand and guided it to her sopping slit. Mom had her back to us guys on the sofa and when she leaned forward to take Gregs cock all the way we got a great view of his cock. She gasped at the size of my erection, made a searching examination, then began to finger it gently. Within fifteen seconds I felt my ejaculation approaching and could do nothing to hold it off. It was like a strange dream, watching my own mother masturbate me. "Ready darling?" In response I gasped her name and gave a stifled cry. Sturdy and strong in her soft fingers, my penis tossed out a huge curling string of semen over two feet long which festooned itself from her lips to her bra. Before. The teen didn't put more than half my cock head into her mouth, but it was enough that I stopped fighting the urge to cum. Waves of relief washed over my body as I spurted glob after glob of cum into the girl's mouth. I reached through the window to hold Samantha's head in place as I continued to spray jizz into her mouth. It felt so good. All my pent up desire from seeing her cleavage and then her bare tits along with holding her in my arms and kissing her flooded into Samantha's mouth. Only.