“Had enough yet?” she asked. I muttered not yet and she kept it up. After what seemed a long time she started to move off my face. I gave her snat...ch a last lick and smiled “Thank You for that” I told her. She laid on the bed next to me, he slid in next to her and told us to go to sleep. We did and when I awoke it was morning. No work for me today, so I rolled over and found a nice soft butt to poke my morning boner into. She moaned and pushed on my cock. Suddenly it slid into her ass! No lube,. . I can see it in her eyes... she's not judging me... just do it and everything will be good!'She slumped down on her left side alongside her son, supporting her weight on her left hand as she reached for his cock. Her hand took control of it and she jacked on it, feeling it harden under her palm."Suck it, Mom... you do it better than anyone," Brad complimented her. "Although, I want to give Brenda a tryout, too... lay down here, Brenda."Brad patted the bed on the other side of him and Brenda. She glanced quickly around the empty bar. She felt the head of Todd’s cock slowly push back in her and stop.“What you want, Sumbitch? I’m fucking you in this funky ass bar and you want me to do what? Say I’m your slut?”Todd sank into Gert’s pussy until he felt his balls slap against her ass. He stopped pressing forward to maintain the pressure in her but not thrusting.“That’s what you want. All I’m saying is you need to say it. Say it, Gert! Say I’m your bitch.”Gert moaned loudly as Todd pumped. It was one of those gorgeous golden days in October as the train trundled through the English countryside,I arrived at the station and a surly overweight cabby opened the door for me of his rather smelly taxi, my flimsy jacket did nothing to cover my stiff nipples poking through the gossamer fabric, as my huge cleavage wobbled with every bump and turn in the road.I arrived just after 12 noon was supposed to be there for lunch, to my surprise a rather handsome slim man in a black wheelchair with.