"Who's it for?" I asked nervously, they gave each other another look andthen smiled at me."You," they said excitedly in unison, before I could react K...irsty hadtightened her arm around my shoulder and grabbed a squeezy tube of lip-gloss, purple and sparkly like she had on her lips. I wriggled andstruggled to escape Kirsty's grasp, but every move I made seemed totighten her grip on me. She popped the cap off the tube of lip-glossusing her thumb, and then raised the tube to my face.Thing seemed to. But let's see how you worship my cock."I continued ramming my rod in my Mom's still incredibly tight ass and soon she adjusted and we were like a well-oiled machine. With each thrust forward, she deep-throated most of Adam's cock and when I pulled back, so did she. There was a bizarre symmetry to the triple penetration of our mother.Having already come once, I knew this would be a marathon session. Perspiration was dripping down my face while I continued the fast paced ass fucking my Mother had. .. I can't hardly wait to taste him again.' Her thoughts were quick, and the memories of the way he felt deep inside her mouth made her core molten with want, with need. His hand dropped--the signal she'd been longing for--and with a hungry sigh, her lips parted and her tongue snaked out to rub wantonly over the dark head of him, her mouth soon slipping down, engulfing him as deep as she could. In some distant part of her mind, she heard his groan of approval, and felt him pull the tie from her. F.S. That was the term I heard applied to people in situations similar my wife's and mine. k**s grown and out of the house... six figure income... "Well-Off Older Folks," they call us. Well-off perhaps, but older folks? Fifty-seven is old? Fifty-two? Those are the ages of my wife and me, and I certainly don't consider us "old." Yet to many, I suppose we are. We certainly don't feel all that old, however, and my wife sure as hell doesn't look it.Mary is gorgeous. A stunning, slender brunette,.