This brought back the days after she had weened Sherrie, I had been her "second" child and nursed hungrily every night.This brought back the days after she had weened Sherrie, I had been her "second" child and nursed hungrily every night. To this day, I get the benefit of mothers milk in my coffee, ambrosia of the gods. Sheila seemed not to notice my hungry ministrations of her unoccupied tit, so engrosed was she in her own self-satisfaction. This peaked me a bit, so I released my cock, and started beating my self off in time to her fingers sinking into her pubes. Her pace picked up and I followed right along, trying to keep up with her frenzied pace. Soon she layed back in the chair, eyes still closed, and her other hand joined the fray. She spread her pussy lips and alternated between sinking her fingers deeply in her hole and violent rubbing her clit. I started cheering her on, "Rub your pussy honey. Thats right, work on your love box. Make the juices flow!" I lost myself in the description of her masterbation, she looked up to me and smiled. She spread her cunt lips so I could see her flaming box glistening through her hose and said, "Look at my love box, It's hot for you dear. I have warmed it up. Do you want to ram your hot tool deep in my cunt?" She then resumed her pummeling of her pubes, her fingers literally flew in and out of her box. The juices of her pussy making them shine. I noticed a thin stream running down between the cheaks of her ass. I pounded away on my cock. She flushed in imminent orgasm and raised her hips from the chair. Her efforts re-doubled her one hand on her clit and the other sinking up to her knucles into her hole. As she orgasmed, the shaking made her ample brests shake like jello and her whole body writhed in delight. I moved closer and aimed my cock at her hole. |