Why Janice Lang wants some quiet...

Janice Lang, ex cheerleader Captain, and now Moonlight Diner Manager, lay in her bed her long still toned legs spread wide. And they had to be since her large husband was on his stomach lovingly eating her out after a hard night at the Diner. "Oh, yes baby. Now I remember what's so great about working at the diner. The after work parties are just so good. God do I love you."

"MMmph..." Tommy Lang Sr. responded, his mouth full.

"Hey now, I know your mother taught you not to eat with your mouth full." Janice said between moans, her fingers pinching her nipples. Her blond hair splayed out on the pillow of her bed. That's when the yelling started.

"Hell yeah! I mean it's Courtney's birthday, and Carla had some major stuff planned for it. You know to get you and...uh...never mind I gotta go!" She heard her daughter say as she bounded down the stairs.

"Hey...what do you mean by that?!" her son Jeremy screamed after her.

"What's with the yelling?" Janice Lang said, semi-seriously. "And the running down the stairs. It's too early for this stuff. At least wait until noon to wake the friggin dead!"

"Sorry ma...I'll try and be quiet." Sara said as she left the house, the door slamming shut.

Janice lifted her head from the pillow, "Just when you think that pretty soon we'll be getting some peace and quiet..."

Tommy chuckled as he started kissing up her body, "Ah, baby were we any different? I wonder how many times me and Colin were running around early in the morning interrupting my parents. Or his parents, for that matter." He said as he took a nipple into his mouth.

"Eww bad thoughts."

"Hey, we're about to have sex, it's not like our parents just stopped because of us, you know." He said as he positioned his large nine incher at his wife's wet and waiting pussy.

"Still don't want to think about it!" Janice said as she thrust her hips up, enveloping her husband's large cock in her pussy. "Oh, god it always feels so good! Fuck me baby...please."

Tommy kissed his wife as he started pounding into her pussy, he felt her arms and hands running up and down his broad back. "Fucking shit, how do you keep yourself so tight, Jan?"

"Ugh, exercises. Oh, yeah, right there..."

"Fuck...they have actual, ugh, exercises for that?"

"Yes...no more talking, I want to take a nap before we have to get to Courtney's lunch party." Janice answered, meeting her husbands thrusts with enthusiasm.