Sam looked at me in a wheedling way. A way that said she knew she was going to get round me so why didn't I just give in and do what was being asked. ...By both her and my just departed wife. I had now had time to think about it a little and in the end thought I might as well give in gracefully, I'd never hear the end of it otherwise. "OK Sam, you win, we'd better do it on our bed, it's firm enough and close enough to the right height as well, I'll go put the oil on to warm," and so I went to. She was dressed in a pair of blue jeans, black high heeled boots and a black AC-DC t-shirt. The t-shirt had a picture of two cannons and the caption 'Fire Your Guns' written across it. Danny's mouth went dry as he noticed almost immediately, just how well the woman filled out the front of that AC-DC t-shirt. Her expansive bosom swelled out rather impressively, straining against the black cotton of the t-shirt. She definitely had some rather remarkable guns, possibly even bigger than Sylvia's. Aria cried and slurped up and down the bernard’s cock, and he grumbled as he started to fuck her throat. Aria could hardly see anything under his long, warm coat, but she didn’t need to. She felt his drool leaking down onto her back and as all three of these dogs ravaged her, she squeezed her holes down and groaned out for more.The mastiff was relentless in his attack on her ass, and as she swayed back and forth on all of the huge, hot red cocks, it pulled on both of the knots that rested in. .don't stop..."Bewildered by what had happened I did stop, but it made no difference because for a while she continued to work herself over my slackening penis, her cries gradually diminishing until she gave a long sigh and stopped.For a while we lay very still and silent. What mother was thinking and feeling I didn't know, but I felt as if I'd been to paradise and back. Eventually mother pulled herself off my penis and rolled over to face me. "Did you like that, darling, did it feel good?" she.