She answered no I don’t have due to our father’s reputation. I asked would you like to see mine? She happily said yes dear… I opened my zip and ...ook out my look erected 7” thick dick in front of her… She was mesmerized seeing it…..She asked me whether she. Could touch it or not? I happily said yes why not. She grabbed my cock with both hands and started giving hand job… After some time she asked that how this big thing get inside a pussy with big eyes!? I said do you want to learn the. I was able to turn and flee the room.I went to my room and tried to calm down. It was hard for me to believe that I had stood and watched my son masturbate. To be honest with myself, not only did I know all along who it was, but the knowing made it even more erotic. I knew that if Michael came into the room at that moment, I would fall to pieces. That is why, when I heard the water stop, I stood and quickly locked the door.I sat on the edge of my bed and shivered. I was coming down from my. “I suppose it all started, when I was about 13. I snuck down the hallway one night and watched you fucking my Mom. I could see your cock slamming into her hairy pussy. I heard her telling you what to do to her. My curiosity must have overwhelmed me because I have been into sex ever since. As I was developing, my pussy hair was first to appear, much later my tits. But, I sure loved a boy’s cock. You remember the guy I moved in with in LA don’t you, well he was quite a bit older than me. Actually. We slid our underthings back on, I patted their asses the whole way up those black and pink/white panties slid back up. Leticia gave me a goodnight hug which I reciprocated.Yvette gently led me by my half-hard cock through my cotton briefs to the staircase that led to her boudoir. "Stay the night, boo. We'll say goodbye tomorrow afternoon, before you go back to work." I said why not. I let her go up those steps first. "God, I love your ass. Wiggle that thing for me." She cackled, slowly swayed.