Cum..." Helen grinned, amused by the look on her son's face when he tried to remember what she'd taught him yesterday," Please mum? I promise I'll be... a good boy all day." You do, do you?" Helen said with a smile, pretending to give his offer a lot of thought. "Well... OK then." "Really mum?" Mark said happily."Helen noticed that her son now was real anxious to get moving, wanting more than anything to have his mother's soft hands on his eager cock, but Helen had something even more pleasurable. Lenka brought her face forward and let the tip rest on her tongue for a second before sealing her soft lips around my cock and inhaling it til her nose was being tickles by my trimmed pubes, the first of my 7 inches nestled snuggly in her throat. She kept up the suction for around 10 seconds before she started bouncing her face off my groin. My cock had her slobber dripping off, falling to the floor in long, sticky strings. I looked at my wife who was staring intently at the sight before her,. “Michael!” she cried out desperately into the vaults of her mind. “They are coming for me ... He is coming for me ... Michael! Don’t let him get me!”The curtain at the window fluttered, and a breeze touched her cheek.The door handle jiggled, and the door curved a little, rocking at the chair jammed against it, but causing the legs to dig deeper into what was left of the carpet.“Open this damn door!” An enraged male voice boomed from the other side. “You stupid little bitch – you’ll pay for. He knew Olivia enjoyed that style of breath play. He watched her hips rocking and knew she was more than a little aroused.When Bill realized that Olivia was turned on by him pushing into her throat, he continued to do so, each time waiting a little longer before letting her get air. He gave one final thrust into her throat and said, “Get ready, because your ass is mine now.”Steve could no longer ignore his own cock’s need to come out and play. He unzipped his jeans and pulled his rock-hard dick.