“Thanks Pete, I needed that. More than anything else, I guess I miss just being held by a guy like this.”“Any time Frannie, and I do also. As mu...ch as I miss Linda, I also miss just being able to hold her. And you are in no way a substitute, but it does help the loneliness.”We shared another soft kiss, then held hands on the walk back to the barracks. I went upstairs and listened to some actress getting pounded on Jones’ video as I worked out another article, this time on incorporating modern. I grabbed Mom by the hips and thrust her down harder on my cock. "Ohhh, Tommy!" she moaned. "Fuck Mommy harder!" I kept slamming her down on my cock until we both came. She looked so beautiful when she reached her orgasm. I vowed to myself to make sure she had that look on her face as much as possible.After she came, she laid down on top of me with my cock still inside her. We kissed like old lovers while our hands roamed through each other's hair."Oh, Tommy," she sighed. "Thank you for loving. “You heard me! I said STRIP!” I did as I was told. I slowly took off my shirt and jeans and set them aside. His lust filled eyes roamed my body, licking his lips as he glanced at my crouch. My stomach turned and I felt the need to gag, but I held it. “Boxers too,” he said. With shaking hands I took off my boxers and placed my hands over my crouch. He shook his head no and I removed my hands. He smiled at my flaccid four inches. “Get over here,” he said. I slowly slid myself across the van until. “But don’t hold it against me if I screw up.” Amy gave a little squeal of laughter and clapped her hands, and I couldn't help but smile. She grabbed my hand and walked me over to the wall, where she spun around and put her back against it. “Now, first things first. You always need to conduct a visual inspection of the inmate before you ever initiate contact,” she said. “So I get to stand here and check you out before I feel you up?” “Of course! A little foreplay never hurt anyone,“ she said,.