Want it again Peter? It is really full of cum now. Man that is good ass. Good ass.” .Carl slowly pulled out letting the cum run down my ass chee... and on the bench. I lowered my legs and put my feet on the floor. My cock was still hard but I was too exhausted to cum again. Peter was still straddling my head with his cock lying on my forehead and clear down to my lips. I could taste his cum still oozing from his cock. I looked up at his handsome face as he looked down at me and. He asked the 6 of them if they wanted to ride with us to see what was going on, and he added a caviot. That they be nice to me while we rode. They asked right away if I was a hooker and he told them that I was an extremely horny soccer mom and I was looking for anything that made me feel good.They all smiled at the opportunity to be nice to a "mom" that looked like me. He asked one of them to open the side door and they were amazed it was a custom van with a bed in the back.I slid out of my. .. Mary...”“Is that you, Fred?”“Yes, I’ve come back like we agreed.”“What’s it like?”“Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast, off to the golf course, I have sex. I bathe in the sun, then I have sex twice. I have lunch, another romp around the golf course, then sex pretty much all afternoon. After supper, golf course again. Then I have sex until late at night. The next day it starts again.”“Oh, Fred, you surely must be in heaven.”“Not exactly, I’m a rabbit on a golf course. Part of the get to know your police dinner arrangement. I arrived to her home and smell of good food hit me. She invited me to the kitchen. while she finished up. I started asking about the area and neighbors. She told of the man next door. He watched her get dressed each morning. He had a scope in the attic window. The couple across the st.; when he left for work the lover entered the back door. She had recordings of his wife moaning and sex sounds. She had some video, just not clear. She.