I stand up and pull you by the leash. I lead you over to the bed where i sit down on the edge.You almost immediately pull my pants down. My underwear ...nd all exposing my hard cock. It stands up straight the veins straining. "This hard all ready for a whore like me?" You say gripping my cock rubbing it. The veins push and throb against your fingers. You smile. I lean back on the bed using my arms to prop myself up. You begin to take my cock inside your mouth. I feel your tongue brushing against. It was the reasonable and 'normal' thing to do. In retrospect however, the terrible opposite happened to be true. Penny missed the taboo feeling of having sex with her son's classmate behind her sons back. The feeling of Ryan's young hard penis wedging itself into her motherly vagina in lustful invasion to Scott's manhood. It was a fantasy, but Penny truly felt like she had transformed into Ryan's 'Mommy'. The very idol of his lustful intensions. All the while she longed for the cheeky lustful. She came up to me with a cold drink and suggested I set down for a bit, “Did you hurt yourself? I hope not.” She said as we took a seat on the deck. Linda didn’t look anything like my wife, she had lighter hair and blue eyes instead of the brown eyes and dark hair my wife has. And perhaps the most striking difference was her figure.Linda was more than busty, I had seen one of her lace bras in the bathroom the other day and just to ease my curiosity I looked at the tag, 40 E, I didn’t know. He pulled off my shirt and took my hard nipple into his mouth. I arched my back to him. There was a chill that ran down my spine as one of his hands went down my stomach towards my pubic mound.Even over my boyshorts he was making me feel amazing. Slowly rubbing and applying pressure in the best places. He knew how to please me and I so wanted to be pleased. I pulled at his shirt and he took it off. More kissing. More touching. I was ready to spasm but wanted to hold off on it so I sat up and.