Aren't you forgetting something...?

You have no idea if she uses birth control but the vice like grip that her pussy has on your cock is not relenting and so you thrust as deep as you can go with a massive squelch of pussy juice. You then feel her second orgasm shudder through you as the first wad of your cum spurts deep inside your girlfriend's mother's love hole.

"Ahhhhhh," you can't help to scream as a second fountain erupts inside her, the warmth surging through you and into her is incredible. Then a third and fourth! You not sure where it is coming from as you feel a fifth wad surging out deep into her baby-making tunnels.

Then you experience a new feeling you've never had when orgasming, first you feel like you are falling backwards, no... wait... you ARE falling backwards! You see your cock slops out of her cum soaked canyon firing off the sixth wad which flies onto the back of her nightdress, falling further back the seventh wad lands over her arse and pussy.

Tumbling backwards uncontrollably off the bed you hit the floor and realise you are not falling but being pulled.

You see a big seeping drip of your love muck pour out from Mrs B's vaj as you head rocks back and looks straight up at the raging face of Mr Barshford

With a growling grunt a hairy arm locks around your neck and starts to pull you backwards towards the bedroom door.

You see Mrs B spin around and finally face you. "Oh my god! Jack?" She says as she quickly covers her hairy muff with her hand.

"I- gak! Gak! Guk!" Is all you manage to splutter as you are dragged across the floor towards the door, your arse being burnt on the carpet as you go.

Soon you are out in the hallway and at the top of the stairs.

Just as you think you're about to pass out Mr Barshford finally releases the sleeper hold from around your neck and you stagger to your feet.

"Look, I can explain," you say as you brace yourself against the banister.

"Explain? Ha! Get the hell out of my house!" Shouts Mr B as he plants a foot into your stomach.

You fall backwards, your foot slips off the top step, off balance and dizzy you tumble down the stairs, tumbling over and over, as you reach the final tumble there is an audible snap!

It turns out that was the best sex you ever had in your life - as it was the last sex you ever had.

Laying at the bottom of the stairs with a broken neck, your eyes close for the last time.

Try a different option you little hornster.

FAIL!