"Ethan," Charlotte asked, her long black hair stuck to her head and he snorted."Yeah, bit wet there," he chuckled."Well you are bloody late," Charlott... started, her eyes fizzing with annoyance and Ethan pulled his coat back to reveal his shirt cuffs."I was dealing with business, someone couldn't or wouldn't pay me," he said with a grin, pointing to the red stain that was clearly visible. His smile turned to a grimace and he stretched. "You owe me one four," he told and Charlotte bit her lip and. Your Dad and I have an okay sex life, but I just never seem to get enough. And, when people have been married a long time, you get in kind of a rut -- just doing it to get it over with so the other person won't complain too much. You don't do the really fun stuff anymore, the spontaneous stuff. I probably masturbate as much as you do, my horny son! And, after tonight, I'll have something new to think about when I touch myself." Will you be thinking about me, Mom?" I asked incredulously."Oh. “What?” Dyl asked, and Scott repeated the question, obviously meaning Dylan. He wanted to fuck Dylan. This didn’t surprise me at all. “Want some coke?” Scott offered, accepting a big bump from little Craig, but Dyl declined, thank God. He did blow sometimes, and it wasn’t ever a good experience for him and he and I both tended to sincerely regret it when Dyl got high. “You guys wanna shower?” he asked, then, indicating the shabby stall in the room’s tiny lavatory. “I do,” Dylan admitted, and I. Your hand reached for my cock and caressed it...then you kind of pulled me, by my cock, on top of you...Of course I was right with you so it wasn't too hard to do...especially since I was going there anyways...As I lay between your thighs I looked into your eyes and asked you to rub my cock into your pussy..You smiled and took it into your hand...you ran the cockhead up and down your slit...up and down , over and over...Damn, I thought I was going to cum right there..But I gritted my teeth and.