I think her and my mom are the same age." Well, you've seen pictures of my mom. Imagine her ten times better," he told Joe. "Not that my mom isn't bea...tiful, but this woman was every teenage boy's wet dream when I was younger." I blushed listening to him talk about me like that. I wanted to walk away, but I just couldn't. I continued listening."We're going to be alone together for a couple days. My mom and dad had to go take care of my grandma. Looks like me and my right hand man are gonna get. I close my eyes. Did last night really happen? The images are all there. The beautiful, male bodies surrounding me. Long thick cocks before my eyes. Pumping, stroking. All wanting me. To be inside of me. Feel my wet pussy. Tight on their shaft. The lust in their eyes. The animalistic rage. Male controlled by the cock between his legs, wanting only one thing, me. My pussy. My insides. To taste me, to touch me, to be deep inside me, pounding, pushing. My fingers are not controllable. After some small talk we finally arrived to bedroom. Mommy and I whole time walked on single crutch, of course. Seems to be it was a pleasure for Tom. We agreed that mommy is only a spectator first time. I wanted Tom anyway he wanted me. I'd let him use me any way he wanted to use me. I felt myself falling for this guy but I couldn't help and I don't want to help it. Then he said, while embraced me tenderly.„Ok baby...I really want to make love to you now honey, are you ready?I took his cock. I checked motion of muscles in her pussy with my fingers. Her vagina reacted as if I was inside her. During orgasms Molly held her boobs tight pressing them against her ribcage and stomach. Sometimes she was pulling up to her face them holding her nipples so tight I thought it must have hurt.So, our sex life was all about boobs, nipples and sucking. As I always told her I liked her breasts very much admired their size and loved playing with them she started being comfortable with her shapes..