His fingers slide into his mouth and then he slowly slides one then two deep into my ass. Feeling completely full I ride his cock and fingers and I ca...n feel myself getting closer and closer to climax. He whispers into my ear cum all over my cock baby and that is all I need to hear to release my juices. Groaning he continues to thrust up into my quivering pussy my juices dripping down his cock and balls. Lying me down on the seat of our booth he pulls my legs up to his shoulders and just. But, I wanted to feel what my mom was experiencing and I started dressing in my mother’s intimate apparel when home alone. I would masturbate furiously, often leaving tell-tale pre-cum and cum stains on her stuff. I know she knew, but she never said anything. I loved the way I felt when I was wearing her things...sexy, fem, vulnerable, and so excited! My father carried a satchel to and from work, and it was always full of porn magazines and erotic lit paperbacks, so I had plenty of fantasy. Atilla's cock! She gaped with mortification at the sight of his glistening crimson length emerging from its long furry sheath, wet and thick, the dripping, tapered end jiggling slightly as it slipped up along his belly from the protective sleeve in an ever-growing erection.God! The dog-penis was as big or bigger than Ralph's had been! She moaned to herself in anguish. But why was it getting hard now? Dear God, it was almost... almost as if Atilla was anticipating her undressing before him, and. I shuffled gingerly to the bed and collapsed onto it. Still joined at the groin to Pat.After a rowdy and energetic roll around the bed, we both lay on our backs. Still fully clothed and panting."What are you going to do?" I asked Pat. She wanted to know what I meant, and I said, "About Greg." I would like to fuck him if I could. Would you mind?"I told Pat I wouldn't, but I also warned her to be careful. She had only spoken to the guy for a few minutes, and if she was right about his wife, she.