He began rubbing his hand back and forth against it, and it was straining against my jeans to break free. His tongue found my ear, and I felt and hear...d the wet slurping motions of it as it worked its way in and out.Meanwhile, my right hand, which was behind him since he first leaned into my chest, found its way onto his right ass cheek. I caressed it through his tight nylon shorts, then was able to work my way under the fabric, getting bore of his ass flesh into my palm, caressing and kneading. After a while she inserted her hand down my throat (yes, with the same finger she was fucking my ass) and as a result I gagged again. This time she inserted two fingers. When she repeated the procedure for the third time and inserted three fingers, I couldn't hold and I started moaning. She then realized that I needed her cock and not her fingers at that point.She fucked my mouth again and inserted her cock in my ass extremely slowly. The pain and the pleasure stopped when she asked "Are you. “We’re here on business and I don’t think we need to take up any more of your time.”Maggie wasn’t having any of that. “Jason’s with me,” she said flatly. “We do the presentation you came to see. OK?” She and Jason had discussed it the night before, and she’d told him to stay with her—”right with me, babe, I’m going to want some support.”Jerry looked at her curiously—Jason hadn’t been a major part of his previous visits—but kept silent. “Watson,” though, wasn’t finished. “A matter of security,”. "Mike, it's time we had a talk about what has been happening between us." Err... how do you mean, Mom?" I don't want you to say anything until you've heard me out and then we can discuss my decision if you want." I had decided to tell him what I had decided with out him interrupting me and possibly talking me out of my decision, "What we have been doing over the last week or so has been very nice and quite exciting but it's not very appropriate between a mother and her son. Society definitely.