.” It wasn’t long before I was finger fucking her asshole well down below my knuckles, and each time they pushed in, she moaned deep in her throat.... I pulled her to her knees, and slid my cock between her legs, getting it all slippery and wet from her juices before replacing my fingers with it. She was so hot there, hotter than ever it seemed. We fucked for a long time, the longest I can remember being in anyone’s backdoor. She was delicious, enjoying what we were doing as much as I was, and. She gladly opened her mouth and took just the head of his cock in her mouth and sucked on it so hard that when he pulled back enough for it to pull out of her mouth you could hear a loud popping noise. I sat there spitting on my cock to keep it lubed and stroked away. I could feel I was close to popping a load so I slowed down a bit and just watched.He withdrew his cock from her mouth and she tried to suck it back in but he moved down even further between her legs. She immediately wrapped her. After getting smeared in the face with a false identity due to the scandal, I don't know how I'm going to face people. After running out of the lobby, I try not to look at other people, especially people I know. My vision become tunnel vision, having me set a goal. That goal is to get to my car, my beat-up muscle car, and drive far, far away. I start it and drive straight out of town. Anywhere but here will do. I drive what seemed to be an endless path of American asphalt passing road signs and. . then she smiled. "You have a boner!" He covered himself. "Oh no, that's like a man's cock! Don't hide it. Show Mommy. Show me that you're a man." He lifted his night gown. "Go on. Show me what Mommy does to you." His hands shook, but he pushed his panties down and involuntarily, his hips pushed forward, as if . . . . . . his swollen and needy cock pressed against her hip ". . . do you want to fuck mommy with it? Fuck her with your cock? . . . but look at you, so pretty in panties . . ..