Your filthy wife, the one that dresses to please you. The one that takes you into the bedroom and positions you on all fours…Judge John Evans closed...his eyes, his cock was on the very verge of spurting. With his other hand, he rolled the palm over his heavy balls. He tugged at the end of his cock, silently speaking the mantra, wishing his wife to get to the end of her story.… before oiling your anus and slipping my cock into you from behind. How you cried out with pleasure as I penetrated you. As I looked closely at her she really looked a lot like Sara. For some reason as I was looking at her, I had that strange feeling that I had met her before, but I had no idea where from.“Finally my mom’s here” I heard Sara say, which broke my complete focus on this woman in front of me. I heard her, but what she said did not completely register with me at first.“Wait, that’s your mom?” I asked, slightly confused.“Yep”“Why is she here? Does she need you for something?” I said, completely not. For some reason he was sexually satisfied and would do it allover again. However, Jason smiled at himself in the mirror with theknowledge that he is desirable. He then blew himself a kiss, winked,and walked out of the bathroom. As he walked back up the lecture hallsteps he caught the eyes of several men and he gave his best come-hither look. His expression was returned with sly smiles until he gotback to his seat. The man he gave a blowjob to was taking notes likenothing happened."I never got. I think it’s because I don’t have any hairs on my chest. So when she started going down on me, I took her head and slowly guided her to my nipples.She started kissing and licking my nipples and I started moaning. She kissed my chest.She then removed my shorts and took my penis in her hands. She kissed the head of my penis. She than started licking my penis trying to fit that into her mouth. She spat on it to make it wet. I was loving every part of it. She was jerking it up and down. I was.