One after Karen had lost their youngest, Sammy, in a Wal-Mart. Sarah had been the one to find him and bring him back to his mother. Afterwards Karen h...d offered Sarah a job babysitting whenever she and her husband went out. A job that she had begun to do more and more often. Remembering the night he'd first seen her, Troy hid his groan by taking another bite of his dessert.It had taken every last one of Karen's nagging techniques to convince him to take her out to dinner. Troy wasn't even. " I peeled out of mine in record time, and perched on the bed to watch my mother strip. She pulled her dress up over her head and folded it neatly, placing it on a chair, then she stood in front of me in her panties, stockings, and bra. Her legs were apart, her hands behind her, and her breasts were thrust forward for my perusal. My mother was an attractive thirty five year old woman, her figure tending to the voluptuous, she had heavy breasts with big nipples straining through her thin soft. As we nuzzled each other’s neck I was so hard, he wanked my cock so well and then we layed down, I took this as an opportunity to suck his large cock, it was lovely. The size of it was one of the biggest I’ve ever had in my mouth, kissing the length of it and putting his balls in my mouth was a huge turn on for me. I then ventured below his balls and my tongue and mouth teased his arse, it was definitely something he didn’t say no to. We took turns in enjoying each other’s bodies; he got really. .. Was a gay guy fucking me or was a shemale/cd/trans woman fucking me. You know, like with a strapon? But I had the clear thought that I was no longer keeping my eyes closed, imagining a woman doing things to me. I was watching a dick sliding in and out of me and looking at this person's face as they looked at mine. The whole time she was talking, saying sweet, girly things. (Not vulgar, dirty stuff). How good I felt. How I was such a sweety. How much I was loving being fucked. (And I was.