But they were so different in personalities. Rick liked it rough, and needed it rough, to be satisfied. Jake was different. He could be rough if I ...sked him to because he would do almost anything to please me. I had been his pretend mother for almost a year now and we were close because of it. I didn’t judge him…it was taboo but he was a sweet young man, I knew it wasn’t just lust…so I played the fantasy to make him happy. He was so beautiful, if one of my son’s grew up to be that. . I moan against you vibrating my chin against your clit. You buck up lightly into my face and moan loudly. You are so wet I can see it on your panties. I tug the waist band on your panties pulling them off of you.. You lift your hips to help me. Finally you are bare to my gaze. My hand strokes down your pussy slowly from clit to ass and back up again and then down once more.. Both hands go under your legs as I lift you off the bed slightly bringing your pussy closer to my mouth. My tongue. Finally I finished my work at her feet and ankles. I stood up and returned to the shade with her husband. As I wiped the oil off my hands I looked across at Frank. He was about my height and of medium build with dark hair going grey. He lolled back in his chair. His cock jutted up from between his thighs, hard and erect. The foreskin was drawn back; the exposed swollen smooth red knob glistened with clear precum. Frank noticed my look at his erect condition. “I love watching someone touch my. The best kiss I have ever had, as a matter of fact.”“Who else have you kissed?” Jenn asked her.“Michael and I kissed once on the bus and Richard Mitchell kissed me once, but it wasn’t anywhere as good as the kisses I have gotten from you ever since,” she said.“The way I remember the kiss on the bus, was you grabbed me by the ears and pulled my face into yours.”“I didn’t think you would ever kiss me if you stopped to think about it. Joan told me about you kissing her in the hallways of the.