.... “Come on your moms boobs darling please” she said ‘I cant let him cum in my pussy’ she thought, it worked he withdrew his cock from his m...ms pussy and sat on her tummy, Linda held her dick with both her hands and stroked it “come on Markie come on your moms boobies I know you love these jugs cover them with your cream”. He stroked his dick vigorously and came all over his mom’s boobies and Linda held his dick didn’t let go until the last drop was on her boobs. After he was done with it. "You may call me, Sir." He led her before the foot of the room's king size bed, then turned her to face it. "Spread your ankles." He watched as she complied. "Further... a little more... Stop." He placed his hand at the inside of the top of her thigh, just grazed across her protruding inner lips, ran his hand down the length of her inner leg, and bent to trace all the way to her ankle. He produced another leather strap with a ring from his pocket and bound it around her ankle. He traced. "Mike didn't seem too upset tonight," Sara said to Amanda, "almost as ifhe didn't care." Yes, I noticed that also. He was just nonchalant about everything. Justhaving a good time. Did he even once mention Roger?" No, he didn't. Not by name, anyway. But why, Mandy? Roger was one ofhis best friends, maybe his best friend. I was expecting him to becrying." I don't know, Sara. Men are just like that. Maybe they just don't feelsadness like we do. But heck, I've not spent much time with guys. Who amI. Now only wearing a small thong that seemed to be perfectly painted on, framing her perfect, little ass, she took a few more steps and then stopped. Facing a large tree, she placed her hands on the rough bark, arched her back and said, “Come fuck me, baby.” Up to this point, our wonderful experiences had been limited to heavy petting, kissing and blowjobs, both giving and getting. All of which I could never seem to get enough of, by the way. Now, she was going to let me, even wanted me, inside.