Laura cried out, her screams swallowed by the pussy she was eating, as John started pounding her.He couldn't believe how wet she was, how good it felt...on his dick to finally be fucking her. And, as horny as she was, she wasn't going to ask him to be gentle, so he could be as rough as he wanted. John held Laura's thick hips as he pulled almost entirely out of her cunt, then slammed forward, burying his length inside her once again.He did this a few more times before settling into a hard and fast. And my hormones were totally out of control now. Maybe it was because she hasn't been with anyone in years,since she raised me and my sister by herself. Or maybe it was from the shock of kissing her son on the lips. It doesn't matter. Because when I leaned up to kiss her again she didn't stop me. At first, it was just lips and then as I pushed into her more and touched her lips with my tongue she opened her mouth and I felt her tongue slowly touch mine. It was amazing.I reached up behind her to. Bert took a sip. “Oh, that is good.”Paul took a sip. “I’ll get another bottle or two.”“I have to admit it. That is a nice little wine,” Sue said appreciatively.Bert said, “So what is this idea you wanted to share with us?”“Well, I’m taking a vacation in two weeks.”“You haven’t had one of those since Annie became a teenager,” Sue said.“I was wondering if you two would like to go with me,” Paul said.Bert and Sue looked at each other in surprise. Although Bert was retired, they hadn’t really done. Outfitted in the regulation little black dress that, like a good set of tyres, hugged all the right curves. She strutted like a catwalk model, placing each booted foot directly in front of the other. The dress finished about mid thigh and black patternered stockings covered her exposed legs until they dissappeared into knee high, spiked heeled boots, that wrapped her calfs in what must have been the smoothest of leathers. She took a seat in the sun out on the plaza, facing towards the pub, as.