I struggled a little getting his belt undone but once that was done I made short work of the rest and dropped his pants to the floor. John was wearin...g a tight pair of white Y fronts with a huge bulge in them. I pulled them down and let them also drop to the floor and I was left with this big cock hanging there just waiting for me to play with it. I wasted no time in grabbing hold of it. His skin felt so soft in my hand but his cock was so hard. I began to run my hand up and down his long. But we can save that for another time. He licked her ear again and ran the tip of his tongue down her neck slowly. He stopped right in the middle of her neck. Her body tensed. Oh no, not right there. Please not right there! It seems as if I got to a sweet spot. Your body is very honest, you could never defy me. His lips wrapped around her neck and he sucked hard. She sucked in a deep breath as one of her many trigger points was attacked. He was right though, sometimes it was hard for her to. A moan started deep in her throat until a scream tore from her as she came. Her cunt flooded, gushing into his mouth with an overflow oozing down his chin. “No more, please. Please don't make Mommie come again!” Marge was gasping. John couldn't stop. The taste was too delicious. Marge weakly pounded John, twisting and scooting back trying to escape. “I can't stop cumming! Please darling, I can't stand it!” He forced himself to pull away from his mother's convulsing cunt. She lay back, slightly. It hurt, but she could tell by the way his eyes flicked upward to watch her reaction that he wanted to see it on her face. Since she didn’t give it to him the first time he bit her, just hard enough, and she relented to him with a soft whimper. He pulled his mouth from her breast and loomed above her with an expression on his face that she had a hard time labeling. She avoided looking directly into his eyes as he occasionally enjoyed using his ability to terrify her, then hold her down and take.