.yes yes yes...aahhhhhh fuuuccckkkkkkkkk!"I came so hard that I was practically bouncing on my bed. I couldn't stop coming. This isn't the first time ... have done this though. A single mother needs her release. And what's better than thinking of your own son while fucking yourself?My son Timothee was a MAN. At the tender age of 20, he was almost 6 feet and 170 pounds with a body of a Greek god. He was a hunk. A fucking masterpiece I gave birth to and raised. I have a right over him and it is his. "Ready?" asked the beautiful black/asian."Ready. Let's go," he said and the two disappeared into the front hall and out the door.With a slight smile on her face, Samantha watched the car pull out of the garage and drive off."Let's go over it just one more time, Mr. Masters," said the police lieutenant."But I've already been through it twice with those other officers," pleaded Alex.They were seated in the living room. The kids were in school, but Samantha was seated beside the man who she was. ????????? He slowly runs his hands up her legsto her hips, his fingers gliding over the smooth skin. They trail up to herstomach and he smiles feeling her belly quiver under his fingertips. Herbreasts beg to be touched as he gets closer and closer; her chest raises andfalls rapidly. Suddenly she gasps feeling his fingers pinch her small nubs. Herolls the flesh between his fingers making them hard little pebbles. Only thendoes she raise her chest upward as she feels the rubber teeth bite into. “What’s wrong?” I asked Sally when we finished. There were tears in her eyes. Amanda touched my shoulder and put a finger to her lips, shaking her head.“Just hold her,” she mouthed. I tried to slide off but she refused to unlock her legs from behind me so I rested on top of her, holding my weight on my elbows.“Everybody said it would be good but I had no idea ... I had no idea,” she whispered contentedly.I tried again to roll off when I finally slipped out. “You’re not going anywhere, buddy..