His lips moved down along my breasts. He licked my nipples, hands caressing my back and butt. I was so happy that I would finally have sex with my son...“Mom, I want to taste your pussy.”I smiled and said, “I thought you’d never ask.”I lay back on the bed, my legs spread for him. He moved in closer, then ran his tongue in and out of me, up and down, and sucked on my clitoris. I was wet and squirming.“Mom,” he whispered. “Your pussy tastes so nice. In my wildest dreams, I never thought this would. He was holding his newspaper in his right hand now and I realized that he did not seem to be taking the opportunity of using it to protect himself from my overture which could surely not have gone unnoticed. I moved in closer. Still with umbrella in my right hand and well-shielded from the crowd by his coat, I deliberately felt him with my fingers. By now, he was not so much hanging down his leg but pointing down across in front of it. As I explored downwards, however, he just seemed to get. Then i go down and start kissing and licking your pussy lips gently, one side at a time. you love it and start to moan for me and saying my name. im squeezing your thighs as i put my tongue inside and you moan even louder. i reach up to rub one of your breasts and i notice you already have them exposed for me. those perfect and perky tits waiting for me to squeeze and play with. after a little more sucking i feel you are getting close and i slide a finger inside your moist pussy and i flick. . no, begging for me to take her.And it wasn’t like when Lucy and I finally did the nasty, I was going to have trouble getting it up.Half an hour later I was out the front of Marcie’s place. Her car was out the front but no one answered the door. Figuring she might not have heard the doorbell, so I popped around the back, grabbed the spare key, and within ninety seconds I was up the stairs and in Marcie’s room.That’s where I’d found her, tears running down her face, staring at the computer in.
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