Mary cried out in pleasure as she felt her son's weight on her, his cock sliding deep into her womb. Wrapping her legs around his back she pulled him ...ball deep into her. They lay still for a while savouring the feel, mother and son joined in mutual need and desire. Mary started to move her hips, rubbing her engorged clitoris over her son's fuck rod as it moved within her. Together they increased their pace as the fire once more built within them. Faster and faster until Billy's cock was. I brought the belt down on her tit again."Do something!" I held her hand to her body till she started playing with herself. "Play with those tits you whore." Monique's sobbing was intense. I started moving the dildo in and out of her pussy, as I drove it deep into her hips would arch, her legs were shaking.I continued to fuck her with the dildo, picking up speed as I went. I loved the look of her cunt spreading, straining to take in the large black shaft. The contrasting color of her white skin. I was clad in the scariest of them all as an MP with a Sergeant Major's patch and enough valid fruit salad to impress a General (Which, if I am honest, were all actually mine. I have never received any decorations for my service, that's fair enough, seeing that in a sense I've never been in the Army, as such. But the service fruit salad should be supplied if earned, even if I had been made officially dead. The lady with me made me feel totally alive and I want to keep breathing the same air as. Nope, he loved Holly's legs. And if they were around his waist, her cherry being popped by his hard, throbbing, thirty-one-year-old cock...He groaned again, moving his hand up and down his cock faster. There were so many times where he was so close to getting her in the hallway, or touching her thigh "accidentally" as she passed him...or... or... or.....God, he wanted so bad to get her alone. He didn't care how, he didn't care where, but he needed to soon...He was planning it all out now, and.