Once in her bedroom I found her reading a magazine bound with newspaper which I later discovered that they were hardcore porn literature.She had scold...d me when I had asked what was the bound magazine she was reading. Later on I had searched her wardrobe and found many such magazines, which I started using during my masturbation sessions. I always imagined mom during those sessions. Especially, a story about a mom confessing about her sex with her son, made my love for my mom stronger. Well mom. Melanie was beginning to recover from the shuddering painwhich had temporarily brought spots before her eyes andoverwhelmed all of her other senses. Her anus still ached, but adeep, dark rippling pleasure was beginning to roll through herbowels. As Les began to pump his hips back and forthrhythmically, the intensity of the pleasure increased steadily,until she was yelping and gasping and sobbing in euphoric rapture. “You like that, don’t ya, bitch? You like my fuckin’. Mmmm !!!After some time I switch her boobs and did the same thing to the other. But this time I freed her boobs from her bra and sucked it like a mango. She was making a lot of noise making me more and more excited. Holding her boobs with out any dress was so wonderful. This was the first time. It was so soft and juicy.Slowing I moved down her body sucking every inch. She was sweaty with all the action and it was great. I sucked a little longer her deep navel and moved on. When reached her. “You are such a ride and a prize. Fuck me, baby! Fuck me harder.”Gina rode Sam like a racehorse. She was a great lay and knew how to fuck. She squeezed her big tits while continuing to move her pussy up and down. Her pussy was a hot mess after screaming from her orgasm.“Wow, baby. You are a hot piece of ass. Where have you been my whole life?”Gina giggled while Sam held her tits and massaged at her butt. He liked how she was a lot of fun. She fucked like a pro which Sam found.