"That’s it, Darling! Doesn't my cunt feel good around your cock?" "Unh... oh, Mom! Unggghhh. It feels so good!" Dave groaned. He stared at her pussy... mound, seeing the way his swollen cock seemed to disappear into her bush. "More! Oh fuck, so tight and hot!" Jill leaned forward, letting her tits swing and jiggle over Dave's chest as she held his shoulders for support. Lewdly she started humping, grunting as she gradually impaled herself on her son's straining cock. Deliciously the mammoth cock. Two minutes later, as I sat absentmindedly munching on my toast and staring at the front page of the Times' sports section, I began to think about sex again, but in a constructive way, what I could possibly do to remedy my situation. “I can't get anywhere with everyone in the house, so I'd have to do it outdoors,” I hypothesized. “But where?” The moment the thought occurred to me, I knew it was the only way: I would visit a jerkbooth, one of those 25-cent places. I'd never been in one (no. He moves into her slightly deeper as his mouth and tongue slide up her neck to her ears, tickling, invading, wetting slightly.He covers her newest groan with his lips, his tongue invading her mouth, circling and dancing with her own. They taste their own elixirs on each other and it's very erotic, very intoxicating. "Mmmm ohhhh Tricia, how lovely your taste, YESsss baby, your wetness is wondrously inviting," He announces, as he slides out, and once again begins tracing her vulva, her swollen. ‘I’ve watched how people do this. First they get the cigarette lit – they kind of suck on the tip as they hold the match up to it, and then they blow the smoke out. After that, the actual smoking starts. Suck in some smoke, then inhale, hold it for a few seconds and finally exhale. It should be easy enough!’ Gwen put the cigarette back between her lips and struck a match. The little wooden stick broke in the middle and didn’t light, so she tried another one. This one didn’t break, but didn’t.