I couldnt talk, as a large lump seemed to be blocking my throat. I nodded my head instead, and felt the warm, wet suction as her lips slowly closed ar...und my prick and she began bobbing her head up and down my 4 length. I tossed my head back and groaned as the best blowjob of my young life started up. My fists clenched the bed covers and my toes began to curl into tight balls. It felt amazing, and the fact that it was my Mom made it even better. Soon, my hips were thrusting up to meet her. ”“I guess you’re happy about that aren’t you, MizCarpenter? You want me to fuck you and come in youand to make you pregnant?”“Oh, yes, Zeb, please!” I heard myself say.“You want me to put a whole bunch of babyjuice in yourpussy so you can get a big tummy?”“‘Yes, Zeb, honey! Just fuck me. I want a baby, Iwant YOUR baby. Come in me! Come in MEEEEEEE!” Iscreamed as I felt about a gallon of hot boyspunkflood my fertile. "Excuse me? You must have me mistaken for someone else." I said. "Are you Michael?" She asked, clearly irritated with me. "Well, yes, I am." "Then come on honey, your wife called and told us exactly what she wantedus to do, so sit down right there. We don't have all day, and you're late asit is." "But, I'm not married." I pled. "Sure you're not honey, that's what ya'll always say." I sat down in a chair and it reclined back. The lights dimmed until theywere off, and the room was then only lit. " I’m sure this hadn’t hurt his chances any with my sweet wife when she was making her ‘girl in a toy shop’ top five list!Hearing the excitement in Claire’s voice as she talked about Jason, took things to the next level for me – in terms of both jealousy, adrenalin, fear and excitement. These somehow conflicting and yet inter-connected feelings were all jumbled up as I sat there with an incerdibly hard cock and a hollow feeling in the pit of my stomach as Claire talked about Jason; slightly.