Maybe it would be different if he was. Unintentionally she drifted back to her orgasmic fantasy and realized once more how much she’d gotten off on ...magining her own son’s tag-teaming her. What if they did have big dicks like Joel? The question simply hung in the fog of the shower for a moment before she considered it further. Would I mess with them? Again, the new question, like the first, hung unanswered. She thought about how often her husband was gone…hell, half the time she didn’t. “What’s that for” I asked. She said when she came home which will be soon she wanted to have mind blowing sex with me alone, the phone went dead. “Holy shit” I hadn’t been with a woman before and I don’t know what to do, I’m not a lesbian. The reality had hit me and now I was physically shaking in fear of it happening. A car pulled up outside and I got worse and curled up on the sofa. As they walked in she came straight to me and told her husband to get me a drink. “What’s a matter Jenny” she. That area had little traffic and the road lights were also partially off. I reclined my seat and lit a cigarette in the car. suddenly she snatched it from my lips, “Apni doosri jala lo.” Yes, at times she shares a smoke with me when in a playful mood. I lit a second fag and we enjoyed the smoke and rain outside.The car was full of smoke. Her skirt was hiked up till her thighs and her smooth shapely thighs were a treat for me. Also, her top shirt button was open and her cleavage was inviting. I. " I could hardly speak. "T-Tom," I whispered. "Please... rip my bra away." "OK!" Tom said, and grabbing up scissors from a table, did just that, cutting the bra apart, cutting it into strips, and pulling it away from my high round firm stiff-pink nippled naked breasts. "Our topless teenaged whore," Mike said, as I writhed, moaning. "I want to see your legs," Mike said. "All of them. I want to look at those luscious curvy thighs that you will be wrapping around my body as I fuck you soon,.