He was still naked, and she loved to see him this way. His ass was small and tight. Her eyes became warm, then hot, as she gazed at her son’s ass. S...e had pulled on the filmy gown when she got out of bed, but now she opened it and stroked one of her tits as she watched her son’s ass.She stood up, letting her gown fall to the floor. She stepped up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist, lowering one hand to his cock. She jacked his cock in a tight fist, kissing at his neck and. You can go on dates, flirt as much as you like. It’s pure freedom.”“But wouldn’t you ever want to – I don’t know – settle down? If you met someone ideal?”She smiled. “Ally, I meet ideal men all the time. But men are crazy. The older they get, the crazier they get. Chasing things that don’t ever materialise. Some of them really need to wake up. But it’s not my job to push the alarm. You can’t control another person, what they think, what they do. You just have to live with it, right?” She. I leaned over to the window and called out "he's not here' Rob was kneeling in front of me and I could feel his breath on my c*nt, I was getting wetter and wetter. I leaned further forward forcing my c*nt onto his face and felt his tongue lick my clit. In doing so it dislodged the towel a little and showed one of my tits to his father in law. Vince, the father-in-law, blushed, said 'Sorry, he must have gone out" and went back home, with a big hard on I'm sure. I looked down at Rob and said. I love your stuff on alt.stories. Your stories are hot. I'm a natural girl. I have it where it counts. I know you like that in a woman. I respect a man that appreciates curves.You'll love writing about me.She told me she had read all my stories: I like you're portrayal of sex. I like how you describe a woman's thigh and ass, when the guys grabbing this and that and then fucking them. I like the trick endings, too. Write me a story. I've attached some pictures to give you some ideas.As if the.