Then I rolled off and crawled up to him. We locked lips and had a long wet, passionate kiss. He tasted like pot and Bourbon. He tasted yummy. I buried...my face into his harry chest and took in his musky aroma. I reached down and ran my hand over his cock and balls. He grunted at me. “We need to get up.” He said. “Ok, fine.” I replied with disappointment in my voice. He sighed as I rolled off the bed. I headed out into the big room. Brian was sitting on a futon. He had a cup of coffee in his. "Ohhhh ... I'm tired," I gasped. Penny worked herself on and off my cock. "Honey, I have a track meet this afternoon. I need my ... ohhh ... sleep." Shhh ... Just lay back and enjoy this. I'll do all the work." Penny steadied herself by placing her hands on my chest. She teased my nipples with her thumbs as she rose and drove herself down on my hard cock. It was a hell of a wake up call. I let myself get caught up in the moment. Penny made love to me for about fifteen minutes before both of us. Now obviously at 14 my son had not developed any tact whatsoever so while we were hauling our dead weight through the house I noticed that his eyes were glued to my breasts, no effort put in hiding what he was staring at. I was furious with my husband enough at the time that I ignored it. We got my husband to the bed and without thinking I climbed up on the bed to pull while my son who was stronger than me picked up most of his dads weight and allowed me to pull him onto the bed. Now I saw. Bodies sway back and forth as weight is transferred from foot to foot. We may look smooth when we walk, but compare it to a guy who truly is smooth, such as someone rolling along on a skateboard.What worked well was not pushing the moving foot directly horizontally, but pushing it forward and upward. The upward angle varied mainly depending on how much weight I had put on that leg, how much friction the floor had, and how much total force I was using. I didn't want the foot to rise off the.