She placed her legs over his shoulders so he could get the maximum penetration and he delivered everything he had. As he would find out later, he was ...not as hung as his brother, but he packed a good eight inches or more and he buried it all deep into his mother and began riding her hard. He only slowed down a time or two to catch his breath and once to let her ride another wave of orgasm. He resumed his rapid, yet long, strokes until he came as hard as he ever had, unloading both balls into. Temptation won the day and he couldn’t resist reaching out and running his finger up and down the young coach’s crack forcing Gavin to initially jump but then sighed as he began to enjoy the old man’s attention.As Gavin finished his notes he began inching back towards Roger allowing him fare better access to his rear end, this pleased the old man as his hands started to rub all around his soft white cheeks before opening them up to expose his shaded hairy hole, ‘Mmm’ mumbled the old man as her. “Well, one of the suggestions was ‘the art of the dominatrix’. Take my advice. Don’t go there.”It was all Allison could do to stop herself from either joining in and recommending enthusiastic ally the BDSM lifestyle or running off and hiding. The two girls looked around and realised Allison was waiting. “Oh, sorry Alli. Here, it’s free now.”“Thanks,” said Allison, wondering how she’d have responded if she’d been at the dinner party. She made her choice of drink and was waiting for the machine. “Shit, I’m going to lick your ass and mash my fucking pussy in your face, that’s it, oh God, I’m going to come, I’m coming fucking big…”Marisa shrieked, Rod pounded away, and Marisa shrieked some more, and Layla watched their molded bodies shake like a mound of half-chilled Jell-O as Marisa released a spasmodic orgasm.Her quakes had barely quieted when Rod groaned and Marisa knew what was coming.“Wait!” she said sharply. “In my mouth.”Marisa pulled away and Rod pulled out and scooted up to her.