Having assured his other women of his love, he returned to the foot of the bed and started to crawl towards Eva Mae. She spread her legs and her arms ...n welcome.Bob was warm. Two hard points pressed against his back. That was unusual, because he typically slept on his back with a young woman on his stomach or between his legs. The owner of the two points was spooned, and he was too. He was dreaming of flaming red hair, milky-white, freckled skin, and a unique perfume that he had recently come. "Aw, you think I'm a babe!" Dana gushed while twirling her finger in her hair."Gee Mom! Don't make a big deal about it." OK, but there is another reason I wanted to talk to you son. I share certain traits in common with this student's mother, and I feel like we probably have similar tastes in men. I think it would make sense that our sons might share certain physical traits. For example when you masturbate, do you often need to cum twice before your hard-on is relieved?" Um, not when I first. Okay, I didn't exactly do nothing. I touched myself. I pushed my hand into my shorts, under the elastic of my panties and into the unexpected wetness of my cunt. I touched myself to the rhythm of Beth's brutal fucking of Mike's rectum.When Beth grabbed Mike by his hair and pulled him upright I tilted my own head back — though I could still see them. He cried out as he rose up off the table and for the first time I looked at his cock. It was hard and glistening. A thread of clear fluid stretched. Your mind is racing as you come down from your orgasm, you realise that you are going to have to pleasure me, in all of the dirty ways I desire. The thought sends a jolt of pleasure through your nipples and down to your cunt.I grab you by your hips and pull you over to the desk at the side of your room, right next to the window. You squeal as I kick your legs apart, bending you over, forcing your hands onto the desk. I tell you that if you move I’ll punish you, so you stay rooted to the spot.