" I said, my voice cracking.Peter sighed. "Yes, you can." Then he leaned forward and kissed me. On the lips. I swear I saw sparks. I had never been ki...sed. Even my dad had never kissed me. His lips tasted sweet, and salty at the same time. Then he pulled away and led me to the couch."Peter....you shouldn't have done that. If my dad finds out-" I clamped my hand over my mouth."I knew it. He's been touching you, hasn't he?! I'll fucking kill him," Peter spat.Now or never Tia. "Yes he has, and no.. Jim didn't know if she recognized him or not because after that one look her mom pressed the button again when the man slammed into her ass and she screamed as best she could around the hard meat in her throat again.There were perhaps 12 people in the room in various states of undress. Some were drinking and they were all sitting and lounging around the room, except for the ones involved with Cherie. Some had obviously finished using the young girl and were recuperating for the next round.. ” Karen moaned. “I’m your mother.”“I know,” he said, coming toward her, his cock waving with hardness. He wore only his t-shirt now. “And I want to fuck you, Mom.” He stopped before his mother, and Karen’s eyes steamed on the swollen head of her son’s cock. His piss-hole flared, dripping.Sarah sat on the opposite side of Jimmy, both of them waiting to see what Karen would do. Sarah fondled her son’s cock and balls as they watched and waited.“Keith...” Karen whispered, her hand lifting to cup. On a whim, we could go from romantic interludes to spontaneous outbursts of primal lust. There seemed to be no limit to the things we would do for and with each other.This night was no different. As we walked the path around the lake, we found a tree to sit under and cuddled close. He wrapped his arms around me and I leaned into his chest. The sound of Tristen's heartbeat cajoled me and lulled me into a trance. His hand on my chin lifted my head and, before our eyes could meet, his lips.