Her nipples were hard, and she realized they seemed to stay hard, especially since yesterday.She soaped the curling hairs of her cunt, and for a momen... teased herself by inserting a finger into her pussy. But she didn't have to finger-fuck any more, never again. She had her son and his wonderful young cock. Letting the shower spray rinse the soap from her flesh, she thought how lucky she was to have Donny. Some boys, she felt, might be embarrassed to fuck their mother, but most probably wanted. I was still slightly weak, but I forced myself to ignore it. I was going to win this little competition Cien had going if it was the last thing I did. By the third day I was fit as ever and ready to go. I did some minor stretching in my chamber before I left to humiliate him. Tilda knocked lightly at the door before opening it. ‘They are ready for you, Lady Rose.’ I turned to her and smiled. She really was blossoming. Her eyes sparkled, and she looked older than she really was. Her smile was. I approached her one night at her apartment--inviting myself over with the ruse of needing to discuss the perfect birthday gift for my wife--armed with photographs of Anne and her ex-fiance taken only the week before.It's not that I wanted to cause Anne any distress. It's just that I wanted her."What the fuck? You followed me!?!" she screamed."I did. You'd been acting... differently, lately," I replied as calmly as I could.She collapsed onto her couch, her head in her hands, and started crying.. #With her husband on the bed she straddled him and held her open pussy above his cock pointing straight up like a skyscraper. The juice he had left was mixed with her own and was starting to dribble down her thigh. Slowly she lowered herself down and began to ride up and down feeling his cock grind against her pelvic bone the chorus of their breathing is now added to by the squelching of her gliding up and down his slickend cock. She leans forward and starts to kiss her husband aware that Mr..