Tugging the sides of my jeans down over my hips, down the pale softness of my thighs…my knees… my calves… my ankles. Laying rough kisses inhale ...ll the way back up my ankles… my calves… my knees… my thighs. Your hand between my legs, teasing me through my panties, hot breath in my ear, my teeth firmly into your shoulder, my nails leaving half moons in the blades, it burns it burns my breathing ragged and hot against your skin. Your arm wrapping around my legs from behind my knees, i can’t feel. Now it's all coming true, and I want to screw my hot, beautiful mother in the living room." "Of course you can," she murmured, and reached to undo the belt of her robe. He sat on a barstool, knowing a trembling in his legs, and watched her open the robe. The red of it made a bright frame for the long, willowy body exposed to his view, and he gazed enraptured at the creamy expanse of woman flesh she showed him. His mom's tits quivered at the least movement of her shoulders, and he stared at them. ‘Wh-what do you want?’ I asked, not looking at his face, my eyes dropping to his Tommy Hilfiger shirt. He grinned, cast his eyes around briefly, then leaned close. ‘I want you to suck my dick,’ he said in a rude whisper. I trembled, and winced. But as those words filtered through my mind . . . ‘suck my dick’ . . . I felt the dampness between my thighs growing, becoming a trickle that soaked into my panties. I suddenly imagined wrapping my mouth around a stiff, warm penis. I hated to admit it,. I could feel Sam's humiliation and it excited me to think about how she must've felt being dominated and stripped like that in front of Dave and me.Jackie slid off to one the side and laid on Sam's other arm, completely preventing Sam from escaping. With her free hand, Jackie began fondling Sam's tits saying, "You might as well accept the inevitable. You're mine now."Jackie grabbed Sam's panties and pulled on them hard. The side string tore a little - enough so they became loose. Dave and I got.