I wrap my now freed arms around his neck, my legs still around his waist and let out a content sigh. I smile when his lips brush my ear as he starts t... slowly move in and out of me. “I adore you, Kitten,” he whispers softly. “And I you, Daddy,” I reply, my eyes filling with tears at the happiness I am feeling in this moment. Moving my head, I catch his lips with mine, kissing him softly and slowly. His tongue tracing the seam of my lips until I happily let him in. Dancing our tongues. .. for real. And though she did have a bit of a pooch as she called it, I honestly didn't see that as any kind of distraction. Mom had a pretty nice body, even if she was my mom. And the fact she was my mom, and doing this while I stood there watching her, was a little unnerving for me. Sure, like any kid I guess, I had purposely enjoyed looking at her before, stealing those occasional peeks and the like. But I'd never really actually sat down and fantasized about her either. Until now. Now I feel bad but she's totally okay with it, I keep apologizing and she says we should go drink some more wait and see if I can get it up again. We watch tv for a while but my dick doesn't seem to want to cooperate. She asks me if i'm kinky at all. I tell her I don't mind a little kink. She asked me if I was open minded and I told her I was very open minded so she said she'd be right back and took off. She came back about 10 minutes later dressed head to toe in latex. Her whole body was. “Do you like my boobs Ian?” I said innocently.“Yes I do.”Pushing them even closer together I looked down into my impressive cleavage then straight at Ian. His eyes were fixed on my breasts and I knew he wanted to touch them “Would you like to touch them Ian?” I felt so horny talking like this. To my ears my voice sounded really husky. “Would you like to play with them?” Letting go of my breasts I watched as they bounced up and down. The movement caused my nipples to harden and watching Ian’s.