.good,” Jennifer groaned as she laid her head back and took the slow but hard pounding her son was giving her.Her heels left her son's ass and suspe...ded in midair as she spread her legs a bit wider. Mark withdrew his cock for a moment and started rubbing the length of his shaft along his mother's squishy slit. Up and down, rubbing the underside of his cock over her knotted clit, shoving his cockhead through her dripping wet bush, making his balls rub over her slit as well. His whole crotch was. Jim continued to press on that night about Ann and what my fantasy would be with her. I finally told him that I always got excited to think about Ann being with another man. I mentioned how I read several stories about other men doing it and how aroused I felt after reading them. I said to him, “This had been a fantasy of mine for a while but I know I could never go through with it.” Jim jumped all over it as he wrote back, “Wow that is amazing! I know exactly how you feel. I also had the exact. ”“I’m not actually sure how many exactly,” I admitted, “but it is over fifty. I’ve been writing for a few years now”“The first time, I didn’t have time to read more than a couple. Especially since I ended up…you know, shutting the door while I was reading. But I’ve been back every evening since.”Even she blushed when she said that. It was my turn to smile.“Well, that’s the idea,” I said. “I like to think that people have as much fun reading them as I did writing them.”“Which ones exactly did. "The principal sighed heavily and announced, "This will end thetradition." Dad countered with, "Some traditions need to end. No childshould be made to feel like an outsider because they don't want to joinin on the festivities. The children should always come first, and I knowfor a fact that he isn't the only one in this school who feels the sameway."I asked pointedly, "How many others feel the same way?" Dad grinned andtold me, "100 students, 300 parents." The principal gasped at the.