‘I really wonder about you sometimes. Looking at your mother’s ass and who knows what else,’ she said and felt her pale face, turning a warm sha...e of pink and her nipples growing. ‘I thought you’d get over your ‘Mommy crush’ years ago, but at twenty, you still have it.’ Allison smiled at him and she didn’t care if her son looked at her or not. She loved it just as much as he did, maybe more. ‘What’s the favor?’ Allison asked, but she already knew what it was and her brain went into negotiation. He continued to press on my head but I had to come up for air. I was gasping and he kept his cockhead rubbing on my chin until I went back down. The sensation of his cock all the way down my throat and his balls swelling with cum was sensational. He began to long dick and face fuck me hard. I was loving the sensation and on his last press I tasted his precum in mouth. I was having none of this cumming in my throat. I wanted to have all of his cum in my mouth where I could taste, savor and. He could check on her at any moment, asking her to take her panties down and to bend over so that he could smell that she kept her little pucker to a high standard of hygiene. In practice it meant that each time she was going to the toilet she had to wash her bum. It was easy enough to do at home but could prove more challenging when away from the house. Of course she could wait to be home to go to the toilets and most of the time she did, but on the occasions she could not wait she had to tell. What you need to understand about the nature of my relationship with Kaylee is that she was more like a friend than a sister. I'd always looked up to her, ever since I was old enough to crawl, and she'd never given me a reason not to. She was the sweetest, most loyal, and kindest person I ever knew. Even when she hit puberty and started acting bitchy to my mother from time to time, she never did that with me. And now, at the age of 16, I had more reason than ever to love her and want to protect.