The sensations were greater, she thought, than any cock had given her. Her son’s cock seemed longer, thicker, harder, than any cock that had ever pe...etrated her pussy. And fucking her son in the open, under the hot sun, inflamed her erotic mind until she reeled in blissful delight.“See my ass, darling?” she mewled, shaking it as she brought it up and down. “See mother’s hot ass? Can you see my cunt fucking your cock?”“I see!” Mike groaned, his hands on her hips. “I see your ass and cunt,. ”“How did you get an eighteen-year-old in here?”“Thank you for that. Very smoothly delivered.”“You are welcome. How old is she?”“My baby is turning 30,” she only winced a little when she said that.“Then your daughter’s only a couple of years younger than my daughter and the same age as my son. I would’ve never thought that you could be my age.”“Again, very nicely delivered.”“Since I seem to be doing good, so far, may I buy you a drink and we can chat about what I’m going to do next. We can sit. I'm not super rich, but my early life as a poor white migrant fruit picker is long gone. I always travel first class, stay in the best hotels, and completely enjoy using my money to take advantage of people. Don't get me wrong. I'm not cruel and the people I take advantage of get what they want too. Some people just haven't learned to be careful of what they wish for.I am married but that really hasn't slowed me down in my real love in my sexual pursuits. I learned early in life, living in very. So feeling her hot breath on my ear while she talks dirty to me is more than enough to get me started up.Before I even realize what I was going to say, the words, “I want to suck your cock so bad, Daddy,” comes blaring out from my mouth. Hearing that come out of my mouth sounds foreign and wrong, and for a moment, before Sam chimes back in to set me at ease, I'm starting to feel very self-conscious about continuing our kinky little love fest.“I’m sorry, I don’t think I heard you right,” Sam.