Six years of finger and vibrator. Now she had a hot, throbbing and enormous cock in her and she was loving every thrust of it despite the fact it was... her son’s. “Andy we must….Oh fuck! Oh bloody hell! Oh my God. Oh yes! Oh yes!”The feelings were building inside her and she loved the tingling going from her belly and spreading through her. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Her son was fucking her and she was loving every thrust of it.“Please Andy! Please don’t cum inside….Oh Yes!. Every order counted. Reluctantly, I joined her on the brick walk. With the derby she was six inches taller than me. “Those heels would be perfect for a wall job,” I said to deflect my embarrassment for appearing so short. Her naturally rosy complexion changed shades. I thought for a minute that I had lost an order. When she didn’t call on Friday I decided Wendy must still be pissed at my remark. ‘Why would she go to the expense of having three dozen long stemmed roses and the display delivered. We had a long way to come, and who knows what we might have encountered in the forest trails. Now that we are here, lete me inform you that my warriors are my honour guard, to protect me from surprise attack.”“Wait a minute. Your warriors? I don’t see any men. Are you referring to your women?”“Of course. They are trained warriors, able to deal with any enemy. There is not much point in them being my guard otherwise,” John insisted. The man blinked in surprise.“You have female warriors? Proper. A very bad girl!And so Tina headed down the street, put on the platform sandals, and strutted around the corner on to Walnut Street, where Misty told her old Ray lived. When she reached his house, she was pleased to see that Ray was sitting on his porch, dressed in shorts and a white sleeveless t-shirt, most appropriate for the steamy hot weather. He was drinking a beer and smiled as she approached his house, and looked up at him on his porch. He was not bad looking for an old guy, with strong.