She moved toward her son, and Bob watched breathlessly, his eyes darting to her tits, then down to her mass of. soft pussy-hair.Marla placed her hands...at the back of her son’s head, and slowly pulled his face to her tits. She pressed her tits about her son’s face, twisting from side to side, rubbing them at his cheeks. She cupped one tit, causing her nipple to thrust outward.“Kiss it, Bob,” she mewled. “Suck it for me.”Sally was watching with huge, glassy eyes, her lips parted as she breathed. I feel like I’ve been freed of the self inflicted pain I’ve forced on myself since we split up. You were an amazing husband that I took for granted our whole marriage because I was shallow, immature, and self absorbed in my own little world. I’ve grown up, Baby. I don’t know what your plan is for me and us and I don’t care as long as I’m with you and you let me love you the way I should have the first time.”“After the divorce, I looked in the mirror one day and asked, “Who are you?”“In the. Indeed, Lance's lovemaking took so much more than two minutes that after an hour or so he was almost becoming bored of it, while Candy was showing no more evidence of enjoying it than she did on his first furtive fingering of her shaven vagina.Lance made sure to tick off all the sexual activities he'd been missing for so long. Fucking in the vagina, up the buttocks, in the mouth. Slapping his dick on her cheeks, both on the face and behind. Back and forth and in and out and on and on and on.. He sent atext back.No.Kyle sent a reply, then another.Suddenly Casey's dark mood was lifted and before long he was textingback and forth for what seemed like hours.Okay, don't text again for another fifteen minutes or you'll soundannoying, his mind raced, and then, No. Don't say that! It sounds toosappy.His fingers were a blur and he caught himself giggling more than once.So what? he thought, Kyle's just a friend and beside, I'm all alonehere and bored.It was nice, having someone to talk to. .