A big fat thing that was both long and thick, that always took a few seconds before my petite little sex could accommodate it. But he doesn't always u...e it between my thighs, I have willing done it all with my son - no holes bared as they say - and I loved every minute of it.With my only child, I was totally uninhibited, I was another woman. Some would call me a slut - and that certainly fit, but it was too limited a title to be accurate. This new woman would be completely foreign to my husband. Once I encrypted the network, and on 5 GHz to boot, well, the likelihood she would detect the new network was small. The motion trigger element of the software would spare me hours of shadow movement and empty rooms.So, I had picked up a travel gig, working weekends a couple of hours from our home. Pulling an occasional weekend, earned me that travel nurse buck, gave the locals an additional weekend off, and helped me pay off some bills my “darling” wife and I had targeted for elimination. Oh,. Did he notice or didn't he? Thatwas fun. Had any woman ever played such a game with me? I couldn't thinkof any, not really. My wife was never much for flirting. She was...serious. Then again, this was only erotic because I found Mark soattractive now. If he wasn't, it would be creepy not enjoyable. Duringour more argumentative periods, my wife would yell about how ugly I was,which was definitely not flirting on her part.I suppose even my wife just never saw me as someone worth flirting. "these are called poppers they make you feel good.here take a sniff".i was reluctant to try ,but he ashored me it would be fine.i took a deep sniff.my head started to swim faster and faster,i layed back as i felt a warm sensation coming over me.i lay there and could feel colin stripping off my clothes.mmmmmm,i was feeling so horny.then i felt colin putting something on me.i opened my eyes and saw it was a black lacy bask."oh colin i dont think so" i said."be quiet boy!" he said " your my bitch.