Not bad for an old bag, she thought. She examined her throat. No one would guess she had a son Bob's age. She didn't look a day over forty and she kne...w it.Pam had left for work. Maggie had just showered and dropped the towel on the floor. Poor Pam. So shy and withdrawn. Only able to attract a jerk like Chuck. Poor child.Still naked, her generous tits spilling down, Maggie dabbed perfume between her thighs and over her thick bush. Even though she pretended to mourn her dead husband she didn't. He pushed moreand more of his big cock into me. I'm sure that I actually had tearsrunning down my face as he pushed his cock into me right up to its base. Ihad never been so full before, or I had never been so humiliated before.He started to fuck me slow at first. Pushing in and out at a reasonablepace. The pain wasn't too bad and I slowly started to get more used toit. He pull his cock almost entirely out of me before pushing backin. After what seemed like a long time his pace started to pick. My dick was like a water hose spraying cum all over her hand and in my jeans. She didn’t move for a second. All I could hear now was the dialogues of the movie. She was pissed off now and called me “thayoli ini nee anubhavikkum” (meaning mother fucker you will pay for it now). She loosened the grip on my cock and raised her hand to my face and asked me to lick it clean. I did as she told me. Right after that she grabbed something from her bag and told me to stay still. I obeyed, but I could. Only if… Scott finally thrusted one more time into me and shot his load deep inside my boy pussy. I could feel the warmth inside of me which made me really love what was happening. As Scott withdrew his cock, some of his juiced dripped out of my pussy. It felt nasty, dirty, and yet so sexy as it dripped down my crack and onto the pool table. It only took a couple of seconds for John to put his meat into my cavern of love. We immediately got into a rhythm and his thick and slightly curved cock.