She squirts everywhere. The hot liquid splashing onto my face. I could taste her saltiness. It turned me on further more. All I could thing about now ...was to thrust my rock hard cock straight into her gushing gusset. After her intense orgasm she collapses on the floor into a heap. Panting heavily and looking exhausted. She looks at me. “I’m so sorry Sir. I’ve made a mess.” “Yes you have. I’ll need to punish you again. Now get up.” I said sternly. Slowly she rises from the ground and she looks. She was actually white, blond and curvy. No relation. It's impossible. I'm still laughing inside because she only had her eyes on the prize and didn't realized anything. We were so in tuned into this game we were playing that we didn't realize my towel was completely off as well. Shit I didn't even know I was hard. So I finally give in and decided to give it to Stacy. I laughed and asked her why she even needs this. She only looked away from my eyes as if she was to tell me she knew the answer. What if I can't 'work my magic on him? I mean I am not a young woman anymore," she said with a little pout."I have a lot more confidence than you that you can do it. I don't think there is a man alive that could resist you." Yeah, well tell your father that." He is an idiot and doesn't count. Any normal man could not resist you." Let me think about it for a couple days."Again John smiled. He got up and hugged his mother and then picked her up and carried her to the bedroom where they made. "No baby, not yet."he said as he withdrew his fingers. He moved up beside her and kissed her, slipping his tongue over her full parted lips before plunging between them and tasting the honeyed sweetness of her mouth and tongue. He could taste the cake and champagne from the reception, and it went into him like a drug in his veins. His heart was overflowing with the love he felt for her, his beautiful wife, the one person he wanted most in the world to grow old with."I love you baby." he.