Brent squirmed wildly when I pushed the strap-on quickly into his gaping asshole. He looked up in shock at my smiling face, and when I realized what i... was and that I was now fucking him in the ass with my very own cock (okay, not really MINE, but close enough), he relaxed and smiled. No words were exchanged. Brent held his legs up and out. I jacked his cock and cupped his balls while I slid my strap-on smoothly into his tight little butt. For his part, Brent seemed positively entranced. I. I pulled away as he swallowed; he even licked his fucking lips. That was when I realised it was probably not his first time.“That’s what you get for being pissy and having a tantrum,” I shouted at him.His cocked jutted out from between us. It was still fucking huge. I lifted my dress and my body upwards onto his bed. I straddled him and positioned his cock at my entrance. I sank down on it. It wasn’t the first night since I had those sexy thoughts of my son that I went knicker less and braless. During our naked Adam and Eve weekends we did lots of the things that dating couples did but we did them naked and in the woods and we bonded, only we never once suggested that was what we were doing. I knew how he liked his tea and what his favourite foods were. He could say the same things about me, and also knew where all of my most tender erogenous zones were and he could bring me to orgasm in minutes. The last weekend of August, I brought a large cake with me and it was marked ‘Happy. It was really fun and erotic.We moved towards the bed, dried ourselves with the towels provided and bun made me lie down on my back with the saluting hard on. She arranged for her stuff – lubricating jelly, condom, and tissues. Having everything arranged, she came over and lied next to me with her head on should and starting feeling my chest, nipples and down by stroking my already hard dick. I tried kissing her on her lips, which bun was not very interested in it – I came to know later, they.