I immediately relaxed with only the thought of having an orgasm coursing through my lust-filled mind and was not at all worried right then with what w...as happening.I spread my legs wider and sank lower in the chair, letting Aunt Sheen come closer between my thighs. As my cock was slippery wet with the lotion Aunt Sheen began to gently kiss and lick my naked thighs. She bit down gently whenever she felt my muscles contract with her sweet kiss.The amazing feeling of having my cock being jerked. .yours" Margie cried back to her pummeling son. "All yours. Just don't stop FUCKING meeeeeeeeeee."She almost screamed in disappointment when she felt that huge hunk of meat pulled out of her. Then, her wrists snapped free, and powerful arms literally lifted her like a rag doll and rolled her to her hands and knees.The fact he could take her body so effortlessly sent a surge through her. She knew, now, she would never be able to deny him again.Tom slid up behind his mother..aiming his cock at. He laid behind her and pulled her close. “You're shivering,” he said.“Mm, ah, no, I shiver when it's good,” she said. “That was great. I'm trembling.”He crossed his arms under her tits, hugging her tight. “That's good, right?”“Ah, no, that was amazing. . . the best ever.”Evan had to restrain himself, or he would have crushed his sister in his arms. He slipped his thigh over her hip and into the curve of her waist the way it had been in Candy's bed. Gloria hunched, rubbing her butt on his boner.. So what was my last real life experience? It was in a car ride home and with a friend of my husband, his wife a good friend of mine was passed-out beside us, drunk like me, but more tired.We had been on a local cruise with lots of wine, dancing and being groped by drunk men, which is the norn when inhibitions have flown out the window, with each glass raised.Once his wife was parked into the back seat of the taxi ride home, a 40 minute journey through the nature forrest, my tormentor sat.