I trembled in delight. The big cock plunged over and over into my pussy, the tattoo artist’s crotch smacking my rump. I moaned around my daughter’...s nub.I clenched down on that dick. My orgasm built so fast. I savored my reward for being such a good stage mother. My eyes squeezed shut as I let out a throaty moan. My daughter shuddered on the chair, the leather creaking beneath her nubile body.“Finger the little slut’s cunt,” snarled the tattoo artist. “Your daughter deserves to cum, too. She’s. She found the process of male erection fascinating; every other time she had experienced Gustav he had been ready to go, but this time as she worked on him, she felt the blood pumping in through his base, and measured with her own fingers his increasing stiffness and fullness.We talked as well as enjoying each other's bodies; Jen was still curious about how she would realise that she had met 'Mr Right'."Well, how did you know that Julie was the girl for you?" I'm not sure, I suppose it crept up. " Or the other men?" I'll take you to your father and then you can go home to California." California." she said, wonderingly.Her eyes were blinking repeatedly."I'm tired." she said, at last."Well, we'll be at the next village around noon." You can have a nap then.They didn't make it nearly that far though. Joe wasn't thinking about how weak the girl was. They only made it a half dozen miles before they had to rest. During the rest, she fell asleep, and he figured they might as well camp and. The young man now gave it all he had as he fucked my wife senseless for the next several minutes. She screamed out like never before as she had one of the most powerful orgasms of her life as the young man used her body for his own pure pleasure. He fucked her good and hard for several more minutes before announcing that he was going to cum. I began to pray that he wasn’t going to cum inside my wife as I could hardly watch from the window. A few seconds later I heard him moan out, “Oh’ god.