ButI knew that today it was Karen that was experiencing that feeling, andI glanced down at my own crotch to see merely a thin landing strip ofblond bu...h and little else, save the merest hint of a faint splitunderneath.Oh my God. As I looked into her eyes, I knew exactly what she wasfeeling as she slept. It was what I had often felt, that sublimefeeling of satisfaction an eager, throbbing penis gives you as yousleep. After several minutes she sensed that I was looking at her andfinally awoke;. The only lighting was from the strobe lights keeping time with the music. The club was a sea of grinding, flailing and sweaty bodies. The DJ was pumping out music to a very enthusiastic crowd. I felt like some sort of voyeur alien sitting by myself in a corner looking out at some foreign life form that only briefly came into focus when the strobes shot their intense light onto the dance floor. My corner remained dark, out of reach of the the sporadic lights but definitely not beyond the reach. That was all the encouragement her horny son had needed. Patty hadvaliantly resisted her craving to fuck her son again, but she stillhungered for his prick, and both of them knew it. Patty had immediatelystopped playing with her cunt, trying to act stern as she asked Walterto leave. Walter had just grinned and stripped off his pajamas. Now hewas only seconds away from getting his cock back into her pussy, wherethey both knew it belonged."Please, Walter! Don't fuck Mummy's cunt again! No,. “Sex?” I asked, as I gulped in nervousness. “Yes, it would hurt a lot if you didn’t have lube; there’s kind of only one option for you if you end up having sex,” Jillian explained, rather matter-of-factly. “Jillian, first of all, I’ve never done it. Second of all, how would you even know if I wanted to do it? Third of all, third of all, he’s going to find out that I’m actually a guy and then I’m going to be in trouble,” I exclaimed, now exasperated as to how Jillian could be so naïve. “Relax,.