'Catburglar,' 'assassin,' 'rapist.' My name, if you must know, is Cleopatra. Do you have any idea how long it's been since I've seen a naked man?" ...She began to cut my underwear away. "I should warn you: this will be unpleasant. Isn't it ironic, Mr. Jackson? How this happened, I mean? All this technology, and I gained the advantage over you and a dozen police officers... with duct tape and an old carpet knife. Now, hold still while I slip out of these uncomfortable rags." The police are. You married whore...sucking my big black cock inside that married mouth... now open your mouth wide whore!" He yelled and pulled his cock out.Vanessa obeyed and opened her mouth, she knew what was coming. This is something she would never allow her husband to do onto her. Tyrone let a big grunt out."Fuuuckkk... take this slut... .take my cum...spplrrttt...sppppllrrrttt...sspppllllrrtt...spppllrrttt...spplrrttt...sppplrrt...spplllrrttt...sspllrrttt" Tyrone finally came. Vanessa has never seen so. Her nipples were erect. My first thought was, "She's cold," but then I detected the faint scent of her sex in the air. My mom was aroused.As we continued to stare at each other, my penis, which had been soft and hanging down against my legs, now began to harden. My mom watched as it slowly thickened and hardened to its full 8 inches and pointed directly up at her."Is this OK, Rick?" she said. Shyly, as if she were afraid that I'd be shocked, or that I wouldn't approve of her body. "I enjoy. They weren’t among the best tits he’d ever seen or played with. They were ratherhangy, which was to be expected at her age. But they were full enough to give her alook of mature voluptuousness.The rest of her wasn’t bad-a trim waist, sleek white thighs, shapely legs in sheernylons.“Another thing I like about you is that you wear stockings and garters,” Thad said. “Icertainly prefer them to pantyhose.”“Don’t all men?” she asked, batting her long lashes.Thad began to take off his clothes.“Are you.