He had just had an orgasm less than ten minutes before and at his age I knew that I was in for the long haul. I was surprised to find that my dick was...equally as hard as the one plowing my bottom. It was about ten minutes into the fucking that the pain I was feeling turned to numbness. I started to enjoy the feeling of being filled. I concentrated on trying to get Carl off as quick as possible. I started fucking back. I met his thrusts with mine and worked my ass in a circular motion. I found. Running her lips up and down my cock, making it wet and slippery, lubricating it with her saliva and going deeper along the shaft with every bob of her head. One of her hands cupped my balls as the other one obviously found it's way down to her pussy where she started rubbing. This was one horny bitch!"So am I, Melissa thought as she plunged her fingers into her own pussy. I am secretly a horny bitch with a craving for all things sexual. In her mind she could now see herself in the position of. But not all of them. Would they accept him? How would the treat him? He looked up at his mother and said, "Mom, how does dad feel about all of this? Is he mad at me?" "No, Honey." His mother replied. "We had a long talk and he agrees that we are doing the correct thing. I know how he pretty much refused to acknowledge your existence after those couple of incidents." With that, she sat down close to Julie, pulled her close once again, looked at her and continued. "But he has changed. We all have. Coffee first. Sugar and cream. Some habits never change. Normally, I’d just scramble some eggs and toast an English muffin. Normally, though, I didn’t have a pretty blonde staying with me. Pancakes. Everyone loved pancakes. With blueberries and real maple syrup.I was just pouring the first one when I caught her from the corner of my eye, padding out of her room and into the bathroom. From where I was standing, I couldn’t tell if she left the door open or not. Not that it mattered. I was too.