Sure enough, less than a minute later, I felt his body stiffen, and the first powerful shot of his cum hit the back of my throat. He came a lot—so much I had trouble taking it all, but I managed. When I moved up on the bed again and wrapped my body around his, he sighed his contentment. We perky tits fell asleep like that, me wrapped around his body, and him hugging me tightly. Other than dinner at Red Lobster Wednesday evening, I didn't see Vin again until Friday. After eating his homemade spaghetti and garlic toast, I told him in a matter-of-fact tone, "If we're going to fuck, and I hope we are, I need a drink." He laughed, "You need a drink to have sex with me?" "No, not usually, but I'll need one tonight—that is, if you're going to take me up on my offer to fuck my ass." His eyes widened, "Oh! I . . . I've never done that." I giggled, "Well, I love it, so you'd better get with the program." "Okay." He said somewhat pensively. But then he took two glasses from the cupboard and poured us each a Scotch on the rocks. I laughed, "You need one too, huh?" He raised his glass and clinked it with mine, "Better safe than sorry." After a good deal of wonderful foreplay, a small ebony booty bottle of baby oil was a close to lube as Vin could find. "Just go slow at first, but you'll need to push fairly hard until it pops in. Don't worry about it if I squeal when that happens." And then I thought, 'who am I to tell a physiologist how to do it, even if he hadn't done it before? Surely he'd know how an ass is structured, so he'd know about the inner ring he'd have to push past.' And indeed, I did squeal, but as instructed, he pushed on until Hardcore his cock was fully inside me. Vin waited only a half minute before he began slowly fucking my ass. When he began speeding up, I reached under myself and began rubbing my clit. I came the instant my fingers touched it. Even though Vin wouldn't have tired early anyway, he said it helped that he was standing up with me on my knees on the edge of the bed. When he really started slamming into me, I had to grip the covers to keep from being scooted forward on the bed. Just like when he fucked me the previous weekend, he made me cum many times, and he kept going for so long, I finally had to yell 'uncle'. This time, after a few minutes of recuperation, I had him accompany me to the bathroom so that I could wash him up. Back in the bedroom, I went down on him again, big ass and just like the previous weekend, it didn't take but a few minutes for me to have him shooting his cum into my mouth. After pouring me another drink, and him grabbing a beer from the fridge, we went naked out onto the patio. The wooden fence around it had black only small gaps between the boards, so we weren't worried about anyone seeing in. She's stroking her hair and murmuring encouraging things to her daughter. She needed to check the contents of records to approve them and watching them while masturbating might perhaps cut it. I moved behind Mom, pried apart her black plump butt-cheeks, and stared at her asshole. I want our guests to have fun. She was a hot mess. And who knows, maybe it would bring in some intimacy accounts, too. •••••••••••••••••••• It was incredible to enjoy. Her perky tits hips were pressed against my dick and she began to move her hips while my dick rubbed her pussy. She taught it would be a good idea since the kids could play in the pool and hang out in the basement watching movies and entertaining themselves while she was at big ass ebony booty work. Her pale skin was surprising as she had grown up under the harsh sun of Florida. Each one wore a suit. Becky immediately got up and scooped up our plates. Beatrice was also getting extremely aroused as she stroked her brother's throbbing erection in Hardcore her hand. My daughter trembled and wiggled her hips, rubbing her pussy into his mouth.