She felt herself penetrated by his finger, and then stimulated, and then penetrated, and she felt herself getting wetter and wetter. Crazed with lust... and unable to restrain himself any longer, he let himself down on top of her. He was slightly off. She reached down and guided him inside her. The swollen tip of his prick entered her, and then more of it, then all of it. He felt her all around him, holding him, squeezing him. He let the weight on his body down on her and she felt him, the. That's the rule."Christine blushed and smiled widely. She searched her bag for her license and then handed it over to the large man. The smile was still plastered on her face as the bouncer looked it over and said, "This isn't your mother's ID is it?"She emitted a lilting giggle as she told him, "No it's definitely mine." The bouncer frowned but let her through. Christine was elated. That bouncer had seriously mistaken her for a twenty-five-year-old. She leaned over and hugged her son in. I can never, ever let Cassidy know about this fetish, however. She's too loyal, and she's spoken about how much she hates cheaters. I think her ex cheated on her, and it's hurt her bad. Cuckolding isn't cheating, but it's easy to get those wires crossed, so it's a subject I've never dared provoke in intimate conversations. I think she'd dump me outright-- well, okay, that's an exaggeration. I know she loves me, so, she'd probably just be real disappointed in me. It's a situation I'd like to. With only one hand on the wheel, she made a very eratic turn from the main street she was on to a side street that would take her back toward home. She had trouble staying in her lane until she gave up on the top and used both hands to steer.But it was too late for good driving, she found, as a police siren started up from one of the smaller side streets. Glancing in her rear view mirror, Tammie saw a squad car turn out onto the road behind her. She cursed her dumb luck and pulled off to the.