Monica's beautiful face contorted with intense pleasure as she felt herself starting to cum."Suck me! Suck your mother!" she cried, her voice rising i...to a wail of raw lust. "Mommy's cumming, Paul! Suck me, suck me... Oh, fuck, I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"Monica's pussy spasmed violently, her fuck-juices oozing onto her son's hand, her clit pulsing uncontrollably between his lips. Paul kept licking and finger-fucking his sex-starved mom, guiding her through the full force of her orgasm. Finally he. I never shared with her my plan. That was my one mistake. I started putting down on paper the songs in my heart. I put together a group of musicians to play my music. We played my songs in local bars One day a radio station started playing our music. The rest is history, our music took off and the money started rolling in. The only problem was that it took three years before I could return. But I was going to go back and make her mine. My limo pulled up to the gate I remembered so well only. He won't give her car keys.”“I knew they were having problems, but I didn't know they were that bad. Even so, what has that got to do with me screwing her?”“When he goes to work, she calls me, and we talk. She opened up with me today. He hasn't touched her physically in weeks. He touches her emotionally. He has her brainwashed into believing that she is nothing. That he won’t have sex with her because she’s a cold fish in bed. He’s even hinted that he’s getting it elsewhere.”“Ouch! That’s not. Loni suddenly stole a playful kiss; Caly glanced at me and catching a nod hastily returned the smooch.Spreading their soft fleshy thighs wide, revealing to me the smoothly shaven intersections where thighs converge. Their lower bodies undulated slowly yearning for contact; like waves breaking on a beach reaching desperately but then yielding to an inevitably law of gravity, that is: the whim of my will.Caly palmed her own breast with a quick glance in my direction. I winked and she breathlessly.