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  • “You touched it?” “Oh God, Mom. It was incredible. It was smooth and hard and silky. It was all I could do to force myself to take my hand off of it. Then I ran out. I was afraid if I didn’t; I’d lose control and do more . . . a lot more.” And then she got up and giggled, “I’m going to go cum now. See you in the morning.” My fingers teased at my pubic hair, just grazing over my swollen clit. I saw it again, my husband’s enormous hard cock. I felt it in my hand, tasted the delicious pre cum oozing from the slit. And I marveled at the purple, blood-engorged head, sitting atop it like a helmet on a football player. God! I loved it so much. I loved the way he controlled me, owned me, like a rag doll in his hands. And when he positioned himself at my opening, the pain was so deliciously sweet as it spilt me open . . . “Oh God!” A knock on my door drew me out of my revere, “Are you okay, Mom?” “Y . . . yes, just a dream . . . “May I remove it?” I questioned. "i just drank cum" "my best friend is licking me out" this was so far the best night of my life. “Enough.” His voice was hardly recognizable, but his hands on her shoulders left no imagination as to what he wanted. As she recovered, and it took barely moments she reappraised the situation and realised that no-one had undressed, she was naked, everyone else fully clothed, even the woman that she had brought to a climax had done no more than hitch up her dress.  I could hear the toilet flush from the door. “Just something that an old woman couldn’t compete with, I guess.” And I don’t know his name. “That’s hot Wendy.” Ron says breaking the silent moment. really good. do that to me!" “Use each other if you wish,” Salarin commanded as the bounty hunter was dragged into the room with her head slumped and her eyes half-closed. “Let's go, okaasan,” Kimiko said, my twin squeezing my hand. She reached over on the kitchen counter and lifted up a towel that was lying on the tile. She was still dressed in her work clothes and looked deceptively attractive in an "If she wasn't my Mom" hot kind of way. She swung before me, sliding her pussy up and down my cock. I rotated my fingers until I felt the spongy bundle of nerve fibres we call the 'G' spot beneath my fingertips then I went to work. I could tell he wanted to look away, but couldn't. “Merry Christmas, Mommy!!” I turn to face her as she kisses me so passionately. With Annalee and Liese's help, we won the event. “My friends call me Jinx. “Sorry you did not cum Josh……… It just hurt that way at first……… I guess we’ll need to practice more at that……… That is, if you want too.” 'Wow, only three weeks? "Three choices: a.)