I continued to touch my Mom’s ass and let my fingers go between her thighs. I felt the bump of her ass hole then some of her pubic hair. My Mom moan...d and said “Oh Bill, Mmmm”I froze, not sure what to do. But my fingers were there, right there. So I pushed and wiggled a bit and her lips opened and I got a third of one finger in my Mom’s pussy. Her legs involuntarily opened and I pushed my finger deep into her pussy and she moaned again.“Fuck it” I thought, and pulled my finger out and snuck. ... feeling like no hand or mouth ever could.Further I pushed, deeper and deeper, drawing back each time, letting you feel my complete length as I started fucking you in earnest, the friction on my helmet indescribable as I drove it further forward. In no time familiar sensations started to appear, my breathing stilted as I hammered towards orgasm. A small hand cradled my balls, seemingly willing them to give up their load. I was poised on the bitter sweet point of no return, cock pulled. I wanted to scream out but the man held my mouth shut. He quickly grabbed Kendall by the head and snapped his neck, killing him instantly. I tried to scream but the man had his hand over my mouth. He lifted me off of the trolly and picked me up to where my hot, wet pussy was now in his face. He pushed one of his large fingers into my tight asshole and pounded it hard as he suckled and lapped at my eager pussy. I was screaming for him to stop but he wouldn`t listen. His finger was so deep in. "We looked at each other. We could both feel it now - sparks were flying and only we could see and feel them..."Next time you massage my back I want you to go lower." He told me."I will." I promised him, "I'll concentrate on giving you pleasure to distract you from the pain. Can I spread your cheeks?" You can lick my arse." Put my tongue inside?" You can fuck me with it."A cup of tea was set down in front of him and he straightened up in the chair a little, glanced at the waitress and gave a.