“Come on now!” mom said.I stuck my tongue into her pussy and tasted theslightly salty discharge. Mom grabbed the back of myhead and pushed...my face flat against her pussy.Mom’s ass was rising and dropping onto the bed. Shepulled her legs up, placing her feet flat near my face,pumping up and down as my tongue probed in and aroundher pussy. Then she started to howl loudly.“Ooooooh yea. Ooooh yea baby. Right there. Right theredamnit!” mom said as she grinded her pussy. At the same time, I was gradually responding to her overt show of affection during these events. I had begun to love my mommy/daughter, and sometimes I wondered if I were the little girl playing for attention from my nakedly erotic mother. I doubt the clothes had much effect on my untested masculinity, but our scenarios would have ambiguated Hercules. When my mother acted like a little girl, I knew the feelings of a protective father. When she looked into my eyes and called me mommy, I had to. What surprised her was her immediate excitement in getting out for the night. Caitlin had been studying for mid-terms, and she didn’t really want to be quiet in her own house. As the bus came to a stop on Huron, Hadley grabbed her bag and dashed out of the back of the packed vehicle. Clutched in her hands was the address to Brick, and as she walked past several upscale eateries she knew she was close. A gust of wind blew into her face, forcing several strands to tangle and block her sight. Her. Tomorrow? Next week? What’s the time frame?’ ‘Silly. Right now. Feels so nice to have you kiss me. Your hands and kisses make me melt.’ ‘The way your ass is pushing against me, I’m doing the opposite. Not melting. Getting hard.’ He slipped a finger beneath her shoulder strap and ran his finger up and down, pulling the strap from her skin. She shuddered. ‘Hard like a rock, or hard like a math problem?’ she said dreamily. ‘You’re the teacher. You tell me.’ Dafna rolled over slightly and.