"I told her as I climbed between her legs. "I want to fuck you. Do you want to make love to your one and only son?" "Yes please, please make fuck with...mummy."With that I slid my hard young cock into her dripping wet pussy. When I was all the way in I gave a couple hard thrusts and felt her pussy tighten around me. She let out a gasp as she threw her arms around me and pulled me tight against her. We kissed as we made love. I was propping myself up with one arm as I thrust in and out of her. After a few minutes she stopped, and without saying anything put on the strap on and started to lube it up. I tried to turn around to look, but she grabbed my head and pushed it down into the bed. "I want to fuck you doggystyle" she told me, so I immediately got onto my knees and stuck my ass into the air. She rubbed the dildo up and down my crack, teasing me with the thought of it, before slowly pushing against my anus. It slipped in fairly easily because of the lube, but once inside it made. Mr. Marshall had to shush them. It wasn't that Glenda had never passed on a winning play. Rather than taking every game, as she easily could have, she often pretended some amusing error to avoid the honor if the lots turned too far in her favor. Nevertheless, generous as she was, Glenda never, ever ceded anything to anybody.Tran, shy Tran, introduced to the class midterm less than a month ago, and playing her first game, was again frozen. As always, her waist length straight black hair hid her. Ann looked thoughtfully at her wine glass. We had ordered a fine Chianti, which was a deep rich red. She twisted the stem of the glass and took a long, thoughtful sip before speaking.“My husband Allen is a wonderful man. After the birth of our second child, I found myself profoundly depressed. About a year after the birth I met someone. He was charming and good-looking, and amazingly funny. He could make me laugh in a way that Allen couldn’t. Looking back, I can see that I fell hard mostly.