When I got home my son Brandon was in the kitchen eating a bowl of cereal, he stopped and stared at me for a moment. Is something wrong dad?No, no, I ...aid, going to the fridge for a beer. I yanked open the fridge door, grabbed a can of beer, popped it open and guzzled it, wanting to wash the taste of cum and boy ass out of my mouth before my son smelled it.Are you going to jail Dad? He asked. I jerked a little at that and glanced at him. Why would you think that? He responded I saw you leaving. She walks over to her bed, looks at Cristina once more then heads back to sleep.--Four Hours Later.--Loud knocking is heard coming from down the hallway. Cristina slowly wakes up as the knocking gets closer and closer to her room. When she looks over to the other side of the room, her roommate isn’t there and her bed was neatly made. She gets out of her bed when the knocking reaches her door and travels further down the hall.--Won’t be needing these in the shower. Cristina removes her t-shirt. I started kissing him, I think he was expecting this kind of welcome from me, and he responded really well undoing the rest of the buttons of my shirt. I took off my shirt and quickly unhooked my bra. “Come to me,” I said, and again pulled him closer and then fell on the bed taking him over me. “Suck on my tits,” I said and he did. I didn’t let him enjoy my tits more, and I rolled over him. I quickly took off his short. He was hard and I just grabbed that cock and started sucking it. “Oh fuck,”. Let’s get horizontal. But wait...” She quickly unbuttoned her sweater and unhooked the front closure of her bra. Her full breasts thrust out from her chest. She looked at Adam. “Well?”Adam stepped to Maria and dropped to his knees. He kissed her breasts, one at a time, flicking his tongue across her nipples. Then he undid her belt and the fastenings on her jeans. She kicked off her shoes as he began to slide the garment down her hips, catching the band of her tiny panties as it descended. And.