She craved another fuck with her well-hung son. And this time she wanted his cock ramming in a different hole. Right up her ass.Lana climbed out of be..., feeling her puckered asshole pulsing expectantly as she rummaged through her overnight bag. It took her only a moment to find the little jar of Vaseline. Sliding back onto the mattress, she uncapped the jar and withdrew a thick gob of petroleum jelly. Lana suppressed a giggle as he greased her son's cock.He still slept soundly, even after his. The table was soaked and it took me a moment to realize that my wife had done it. I had never seen her cum like that before, her bush glistened with her juices. I didnt know what she was a squirter. Ty gave her only a moment to recover from her orgasm before continuing his onslaught of her now soaked pussy. Laura was getting into it more now pushing against him with every thrust, eagerly wanting more of his black meat in her. Her moaning started again, this time accompanied by encouragements to. Quick!"She began undressing. When she slipped out of her panties, Fred let out a low whistle of appreciation."Goddamn, look at that! She ain't got no fur on her pussy! Shaved clean, she has. I think we're gonna get our money's worth. I really do, this time around." He cackled like a hen and swiftly finished getting out of his pants. He carelessly tossed them aside.In spite of herself, the girl had to stare openly at the sight in front of her. Fred had the biggest, blackest hard-on she'd ever. Lynne shrugged. "Uh, well enough I guess," she explained. "I think you ran into Joe and Ella once next door to us."I nodded with a full mouth. Joe and Ella were a married couple of Stanford Seniors whom I'd met once while school was still in session. But they'd moved out after the school year ended, and the apartment had yet to be filled. I assumed residency rates were down in the summer, and the place would be occupied again in the fall.Kady though, wasn't buying my innocent act. Arching an.