He was getting sick of hand jobs. He got the opportunity to shoot his nut, but it wasn't the same. He wanted to feel himself inside the tight, wet hol... of Lourdes' pussy.Lourdes patiently explained, as she stroked Johns cock, that what mattered most was the emotional connection, the sharing of thoughts, dreams and feelings between two people. That's what made their relationship so special. Intercourse would come later. As her little hand pumped his shaft, and she continued to explain in that. The soundof a swim on a day like that was attractive, So i agreed, He picked me up andwe arrived at the hotel, I had my towel and shorts ready. We entered room 104and I see my friends beautiful mom, Nice legs, Nice body, Nice EVERYTHINGreally. His mom is most of the time outgoing and isn't worried about much soshe was wearing somewhat of a tight shirt, and a skirt which really turned meon, which is a surprise when someone is 40 years old. "Well are you boys ready or not?" she said. "Yes we. His balls slapped against her twat as he fucked her wet hole. As she ground against him, she began playing with her enormous tits through her blouse. He looked up and saw a voluptuous blond beauty watching them from across the dance floor. He was mesmerized by the swaying of her hips as she crossed the floor to them. He watched as she ran her long red fingernails over her friend’s back. He shuddered in anticipation as she ran her nails up his chest, and undid the buttons on his shirt. She. As the tears began to subside, she could feel him move his hand toward her breast. There was now no doubt in her mind that this was her lover. He cupped her breast and pinched her nipple. She moaned and began to feel wetness pool between her legs. Then the sensation of her lover left her. She thought her imagination was just playing cruel tricks in the second before she again felt his hand on her arm rolling her onto her back. The covers that cocooned her had somehow been loosened and were now.