He..." she stammered, finding it impossible to put into words what had transpired in her son's room."What is it Helen? I don't think I've ever seen yo... so nervous." You'd be nervous too if your son made a pass at you." What?" smiled her friend, believing that Helen was either pulling her leg or over dramatizing. She saw Helen nod her head confirming her statement. "Well, come on now, every boy goes through that phase of having a crush on his mother." This isn't like that. He all but bragged. These two were not really gay lovers by any stretch of the imagination but that did not stop them from giving each other a really good hand job whenever they got together. This pattern of behaviour had begun the first time they met on the evening of Tracey’s very first day at Blanke Schande College. That was over five years ago now and they each just really loved the pleasure they discovered they could give each other after jerking each other off on that night. They were doing this right now. We enjoyed a healthy sex life till about a week back. Healthy means three times a week no holes barred sex, some weeks more. The problem though is the sleeping arrangement. Since I wake up too early in the morning and start my routine I sleep in a different bedroom than my wife. Recently, I got promoted and moved out of the warehouse to the procurement department which meant regular hours and more money. I also got a week off to adjust my life back to normal before beginning and at the end of. Hot-damn, I have always been turned on by bi guys. Well, turns out that it did nothing for either of them. Steve asked if he could fuck me some more as I continued to suck Harry. I nodded my head as my mind shouted, ’You’d better, I’m not done with you yet.’ He shoved his cock back into my pussy, as my mouth once again filled was filled with Harry’s cock. Steve moaned and verbalizes how hot my cunt was and it was apparent that I loved to fuck. It didn’t take him long to shout, “OOoooh yesss.