So, I was trying to look at her more as a lover than as the mother of one of my friends. But, having known her so long as my friend’s mom, that wasn...��t so easy. ‘I have some porn DVDs, if you want to watch them? Do you like that sort of thing?’ ‘Um, I’ve seen some stuff on the internet, they’re pretty hot, yeah, I guess.’ ‘Here’s a robe to slip on, I’ll put mine on too and we can go watch some.’ In the den, she got it set up and soon we were watching a couple undressing each other, kissing. Christ, that was hot! I picked up the front of my t-shirt and stuffed it into my mouth, trying to relieve my burning tongue. Jesus!Seeing the stain on my t-shirt, I pulled it off and tossed it to the floor. I began looking for another one but changed my mind. The hell with it. I go the way I was. Thinking about it, I took my pajama bottoms off, stripped off my jockey shorts, and put the pj's back on by themselves. No guts, no glory, I thought, suddenly riding a wave of confidence again. I. ” he stammers.“It’s alright Mark,” Karen says soothingly. “I’d like for you to watch again, but my friend can’t know you are there. Not yet at least.”“Why?” the words leave his lips before he has a chance to think about saying it.“Well, he is a little picky,” she answers without missing a beat. “You see, he only lets those I have already fucked to watch and since I haven’t fucked you...”She leaves the sentence hanging and after a few seconds it dawns on Mark what she is implying.“You want to. She raises herself up and creeps across his body, careful not to wake him. She is now straddling his manhood with her honey hole only inches above the treasure she seeks. She reaches down between her legs and grasps his steel-hard shaft; feeling the heat and moistness her own treasure box is producing. She can wait no longer. As she grasps the base of his cock with her left hand, she spreads her bare, smooth, moist lips with her right hand. She sees the head of his cock at the entrance to.