For sometime I had felt that I did not measure up, that I was not good enoughfor Christine, I was adrift in the sea of life. Running with the seameta...hor for a moment, any sailor will tell you that you need to knowabout the tides and know how to deal with them. A good sailor is afraidof too little wind rather than too much and also of running aground.Knowing about the tides is about being able to adapt to what life throwsat you. The wind dying is impotence and running aground is being. The sight of her bunched up skirt covering her butt was an intense turn on. I started fucking her harder until I was railing her from behind. After a while I slowed down a bit and got an unexpected response. She hissed, ‘Fuck me.’ I started railing her again, but that wasn’t enough. She yelled, ‘Fuck me! Harder!’ I hit her harder. Completely unexpectedly, she hissed in an angry voice, ‘Harder! Hurt me!’ I fucked her as hard as I could. Again she screamed, ‘Hurt me.’ By that time I was fucking. “I'm supposed to be enjoying this and you made me cum too quickly.” She whined. I didn't stop licking and sucking and she obviously approved. Her huge cock barely lost hardness growing in my mouth filling it up again. “This was ALMOST worth five hundred years in chastity.” She moaned. I pulled my head back, “I'm giving you my best moves, I hope you're not going to always be a quick-shot.”“I'll show YOU a quick-shot,” Goku laughed, “best mouth I've been inside in centuries, you damn lucky I'm. .", Jennifer moaned around the hardening dick, letting her son know she was ready for it.As if stuck with a knife, Mark screamed out. His mother had stuck her thumb all the way up his ass in one plunge and Jennifer opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue as far as possible as she jerked her son to orgasm. She fingered his butt and pumped his cock as long ropes of white cum blasted into her mouth and across her tongue. Cumming as he'd never come before, he offloaded the juice from his balls.