I'm so fucking full with it. Your cock packs my shitter so full. Tell me how much you love it, Mark. Tell me how much you love feeling your mother fuc...king her own ass on your cock." You know I do, mom," responded Mark with a loud groan, feeling the cum boiling in his nuts. He didn't know much more he could take, but he would try to hold on a bit longer."You know I love feeling you fuck your own ass on my cock. I love everything. I love how your soft butt slams into my groin, how your tight. “Please suck it, please,” he said. First, I took my hand and gave it a few firm strokes over the head, watching his face contort in pleasure. Then, I took the head in my mouth and worked my mouth up and down, twisting as I went. I took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, slowly sliding my mouth up and down on it, holding the base of it firmly in my hand as I did so. He grabbed me by the arms and pulled me up towards him so that I was sitting on top of him, my pussy rubbing against his. At first, she thought it just bad luck that Mr. Right wasn’t falling into her lap, but after years of dating and no success, she started to look within herself for possible reasons. Julie never considered herself beautiful and to a point, she was right. She had a pleasant face, a trim body, and she thought she was as witty and charming as the next girl. It had to be something else, something from within her that stopped her dearest dreams from happening. Marriage and motherhood was something. As the evening wore on, the dances got more modern and more sensual. Eventually, almost all the dancers had stripped down to their briefs, following the vibrant music and the hectic beat. When they finally left — only because the place was closing — Pru was sweaty, exhausted and glowing.In their bed, Pru whispered to Terry, "I never knew I could have orgasms just from a dance."Terry reached for her. "Are you ready for more?"In the morning — not too early — Pru and Terry met for breakfast with.