I want you to be rough with me,” she said. “Rough but don’t slap me around and mark me understand?”“Er ... Are you sure?”he replied.“I w...ant you to force me, forget who we are, just a man and a woman OK?” she purred, squeezing his cock with one hand whilst undoing his trousers with the other. “And it’s Edna ... just in here yes?”“Edna, whatever you say,” he smiled.She pulled his trousers and CKs down and gasped as his circumcised cock slapped her face. It was easily nine inches long but not. As Lynn looked closer she could see there was a female by the toilet andanother straddling her. All of a sudden she heard a loud whap and then sheheard Tiffany scream. Tiffany said "Yes Mistress Stephanie I promise to beready for you at all times when you come over to the house." Lynn opened the door a little wider and got a better look, she could seeTiffany on her knees with her ass high in the air completely naked with herhead in the toilet. Then she seen her Mistress Stephanie standing over. That change of position really helped. Eased my cramping a lot. But one more thing. I need to rise up for just a minute. Is that OK?" "What do you want me to . . . ?" "Nothing. Just stay on my lap and I'll take care of everything." Raising his hips, my son rammed his dick deeper in me than I’ve ever experienced. Then again and again, . . . while fingering my clit. I almost came instantly. "Here, let me get a little more comfortable," I said while clenching his dick with my pussy and wriggling. And I knew it. Shortly before I left Towson and drove here, I sat down with Missy Talmadge and outlined my future plans. She had been highly skeptical of my move into oil, which she thought was just one more commodity. I knew better; it was the one single element which the economy of the world moved on. The only more important resource is water, without which we die. I knew the price of oil would quadruple, which would get me from $125,000 to $500,000. That wasn’t good enough. Missy and I.