Deborah flipped to the last page and noticed that it was of the very room they were now in. Her mother was on the bed and was fucking the bedpost deep...inside her cunt. Cum was running down the post and her face was a mask of pure pleasure."Do you like that shot?" Asked her mom as she refilled Deborah's glass and noticed that Deborah was already pretty hammered.The very bedpost was right next to her and she noticed its thickness and length and the round head of it. How could her mother take all. Something tells me I’m gonna need one!”Greg came over and shook my hand while clopping me on my shoulder, “Great choice! I’m glad to know another bourbon drinker. Is Makers Mark okay?”“Hell yes! That’s the good stuff!” I told him. Then I felt him say, “We’ll take care of Rex while you’re gone. He’ll be fine, I promise.”I was in awe of the obvious love all these guys and ladies had for each other. They seemed to be perfectly in sync with each other. I was reveling in that when Charlie put his. It was a Friday remember. As always, on your birthday I would take the day off, especially if I was working lates or nights, if I was on earlies I would take the day after off. I would have the house ready, with your gifts waiting for you when you got home, a meal prepared and I would treat you like a queen, often starting with a long lovemaking session as soon as you were home and always ending with one.I remember how worried I was when you were late home, the first time I tried to ring and. And within minutes the weeks and months of frustration that Emma had experienced since her breakup suddenly bubbling to the surface as she felt the familiar tingling of an orgasm on its way. Her cunt muscles gripped tightly to the hard cock until she finally gave in and felt her body start to shake and convulse in a long awaited orgasm. She trembled and moaned as she felt her cunt squirt as she came over and over again. But the waiter was withdrawing……….She tried to pull him back in but he.