She yelled into my ear “FUCK ME.” I Sat up on my knees and pulled her onto my cock thrusting in and out of her listening to her wet pussy. Faster ...nd faster I thrust, until I stopped, and she started squirting all over me, moaning and twitching about the bed. I stopped for a few seconds and she sat up puzzled and said "That was great, what happened?” I told her she was a squirter and it was beautiful.Asking if that has ever happened before, she replied “no.” I explained the situation the best. "I really, reeeaaally need private tutoring," she breathed.His hands came up, as if to ward her off."The door!" panic in his voice."Locked," she replied calmly.She put her hands in his, squeezing them, then pulling them up against her naked breasts. She pushed his open hands against the center of her boobs, pressing them in and groaning."Oh God!" he moaned.She looked hungrily at him, then threw her left leg across him and sat down in his lap, facing him.He stared up at her in amazement, his. .. there’s no way I could come up with that stuff like you just did.”“We can pretend for the most part. But you just have to do your best. You’ll be playing the part of someone that thinks mom is lower than dirt. It’s really, really hard. I know. I’ve done it already today. And we need more guys. Mom’s going to have to fuck way more guys than just one. Can you cope with that, dad?”“Jail or sex with other guys. That’s really the choice isn’t it? I know this sounds horrible, but that’s a really. "Sorry!" she exclaimed, burying her face in her hands. "What is wrong with me tonight?"Waylon chuckled and shook his head. "I really need to read that book," he said.Jess laughed through a heavy sigh.Despite more flustered words on her part, they continued to chat, mostly innocuous conversation. It seemed like Waylon was intent on keeping anything of substance close to his chest. It was enough for Jess to maintain a wary eye on him, even as she became more curious about him.There was definitely.