“You’re going to get it!”Yeah, you are, MILF! Spice moaned, her face twisting in the reflection. She must be jerking herself off.It was the best...blowjob of my life because it meant I had fully beaten my mother. I had manipulated her into letting me fuck one MILF before her, even got her to do it, now I had another. The MILF. The reverend’s busty wife.The sloppy sounds echoed through the living room. The shower turned off upstairs. Dripping wet, Georgia would start to get ready for her date with. Within an hour I was also pretty drunk. The talk was the usual putting the world to rights, and quickly moved onto sex.Andy and I avoided mentioning any of our history together. He still never told anyone as far as I was aware. With the chat getting naughtier and naughtier John suggested a game of strip poker. I laughed and told them they weren't very original. "What do you suggest?" asked Andy. "How about Pornopoly?" I replied. Now for those that have never played pornopoly before, its quite. I was thinking today it would be fun riding my motorcycle with out clothes and you behind me naked, pressed up against me, your breasts against my back, nipples hard as the brush against my skin. your pussy against my lower back. I have a gold wing--so you would sit a little higher than me. We would ride out in the west where there isn't traffic for miles about sundown. Your arms are around me pulling your body against mine. The mild vibration of the bike and your mound pressed against my back. I dragged her face in the bed and started fucking from behind. I slapped her ass, squeezed her boobs and she was now screaming in pain. Since we I was fucking her for about half an hour now I was breathing heavily and was feeling tired but the testosterone level was way too high. I pushed her on the wall and inserted my dick in her ass. She was now trying to get rid of my grip as she was not able to speak since her mouth was buried in the wall. As soon as the tip of the dick went inside her.