..wasn't!Marla had recently turned 40, yet appearing to be 30. Her dark flowing mane fell below her shoulders, her bubble butt filled her skirts and b...unced just enough to grab attention. Marla's hips rolled like they were oiled pistons, shifting slow and steady. Her hems short enough to catch an eye, long enough to remain decent. She had it going on and she knew it!She had invested in her body, taking all the necessary hormones for over 20 years. Yet some over indulgence had shriveled her. Don’t worry, baby. It’s all about you.’ I closed my eyes and smiled. All about me. Tonight was going great. I kept working on myself. I was so close. ‘Babe,’ he said. ‘I need you to stop.’ I moaned my disappointment. So close. But I stopped. ‘Atta girl,’ he said. Okay, the praise, that was worth stopping for. I felt great again. I loved being praised. It was all I needed. He went on. ‘I need you to do some things for me. Sit up. No, on your ass. Right, Indian-style. Okay, now, I want you. " When are you two come in for breakfast?" we heard mom call out to us from the kitchen.With one final squeeze of Clare's tits as she gave my, some what hard cock, one last squeeze and stroke up and down, we turned each other lose and she took some toilet paper and whiped herself, then I turned as she stood up and flushed the toilet, then we walked to the kitchen.Stepping into the kitchen, we saw mom standing at the counter setting the coffee pot down then pick up three cups of coffee and turn. "Swallow my juice baby. Take all of it. I am going to teach you to be my cum slut and love cum. Now suck the cum from the tip. Suck me dry. Take every drop. That's what a cum slut does."He then pulled her to him and began kissing her tasting his cum on her tongue. He put his hand over her pussy and she was very wet. He said to her "Now I get some pussy. I am going to eat you and drink your cum as I keep you cumming faster and harder. I am going to make you scream as I eat you then fuck that.