This went on for awhile as I felt the coming explosion within my groin. I braced knees against the ottoman to keep from falling as my load of warm cu...m began its journey into her depths. Spurt after spurt made the trip into her as I admired her and that pale Scandinavian skin, untouched by the sun for all these years. Curiosity even got to me and with my thumbs spread her butt crack enough to catch a quick glimpse of her forbidden anal muscle and wondered if it would be the subject of some. I want you to taste my boyfriend's cum. Don't worry, there's lots more."I swirled my tongue over my lips, drawing what hadn't been kissed onto my wife of the salty liquid, into my mouth. "How does it taste?" she asked."Salty," I replied."Salty, WHAT?" Salty, Miss." Is that it? Salty? Not fabulous, or wonderful, or even just nice, but salty? My boyfriend worked really hard on that, y'know. We fucked in all sorts of positions - me on top, that's how we started - I just sat down hard on his big. Our plans were on hold as long as mom was alive. Neither one of us wanted to hurt her and wished for her to go to her grave a happy woman. You can imagine our surprise when out of the blue, she called for a family meeting. Everyone was told to come, no other reason or choice was given.She greeted everyone with sparkling eyes and the old zeal seemed to be in her speech and smile. When everyone was situated, she called for quiet and began speaking."When your father was alive, we seldom spoke of. All the time I worked hard adding to Sue’s physical pleasure by my deviant whisperings, heightening her experience by really getting into her brain and her soul.Feel how deep he is, baby. Much, much deeper than hubby. Even deeper than your favorite Nigerian dick. Deeper than any man’s ever been in you before.”“That’s right, Sue. Give yourself to him. He’s so damned handsome, baby. You’ve won the jackpot, they all wanted him. Give yourself to him, go on, do it, otherwise, you’ll lose him.”“He.