You've always been that way. Of course, mama had a better crack at you than me. I think she just threw up her hands and left me for the devil," Janice...said, running the rim of the coffee cup back and forth over her lips. "Well, that consignment hasn't been all that bad, let me tell you."Linda wanted to ask her sister so many questions about men. She was sure Janice could tell her much. Of course, she was one up on her sister. There was the other night, the night when she had let that German. The next weekend wile my father was at work, and there was no one home I took a bus to the other side of town and locket for the address. I found it in a suburban housing area, it was blue and white. There was also a medium red Ferrari it seemed new. Then I stood still for a moment in far, what if she was there, what am I suppose to say, will she even care what I have to say, or will she throw me out.I came all the way over here I thought so myth as well do something. I walk timidly towards the. Clearly this wasn’t the work of the cat – she had put these here. I looked at the other items in the drawer and my jaw dropped. There were two purple vibrators and a flesh coloured dildo. Why were my panties in the same drawer as her sex toys?My concentration had faltered as I snooped through Charlie’s drawer, and I heard the door squeak behind me. My head darted up, but it was too late. Charlie was walking in to her bedroom. I glanced at the drawer, and quickly shoved it mostly closed with my. Take your son’s cum down your fucking throat.”I took it, blast after blast. Followed almost immediately by the liquid warmth of my husband's cum flooding deep into my ass. I was a bit surprised when I felt my husbands hand reach around and pinch my clit. I was so turned on, within seconds I was cumming too, trying desperately to moan out my pleasure around my son’s still pulsing cock.That was the beginning of the second submission of my life. My husband and son, from that moment on, took great.