She found herself holding her breath for extended periods as her orgasm surged closer and closer, each inhale accompanied by a high pitched cry, until suddenly her release crashed through her like a wave and her body shook under Sam as he growled in her ear You were made for taking dick weren’t you?Mom, come out!Her climax set me off again and I pushed in deep to spray my seed into old her, my cock swelling with each spurt.She didn’t say anything to wife Anne, probably because she was so cold.Her eyes feasted on his masculine chest.Soon, the two were lying together on the bed, totally naked and totally spent.Her dress falls to the floor, followed by her underwear.There is a sauna and a large hot pool, Ms Delia said as we pulled back into the garage.Aimee?Third of the way, half of the way, most of the way down, mature dash away, prance away, black furry down, and -- Oh rats!The tendons in Branon’s arm flexed as he balled his penetrating hand into a fist, causing the princess to whimper, her back to curve into a deeper arch, and her porcelain breasts to flatten against Tera’s bronze mom chest.She told me they were in their early forty’s, successful business people and they liked to share a man around once a granny month.Yes mom? Going to a manga convention? I asked incredulously; she didn’t like mom manga, but the look really put me in mind of those naughty furry porn you find online. If she’d had cat ears and a bushy tail it could have been very, how show we say, naughty? Hah, me at a manga convention? Yeah right . It was mature weird to speak to Zoe, to have a normal conversation. We’d spent two years typing text messages when sitting opposite each other; we’d hardly ever spoken out loud before. And never a video call; in fact, never any granny kind of contact outside school hours before either.I tried to steer away from manga, wanting to steer well clear of mentioning anything about furry porn. So somehow we got chatting about other conventions and discussing what we’d dress as for a Discworld convention. I suggested she dress up as Angua, the foxy werewolf. Oh dear, subconciously was I able to get her new sexy look out of wife my mind? Luckily her eyes twinkled. I was baiting her. We were edging towards one of her favourite topics, namely how ridiculous the girls armour is old in fantasy books films and games.