..To be honest, I have two common fantasies that fill my thoughts when I masturbate. I want to tell you about them.One involves me kissing a guy as he...touches and licks my nipples. I can just imangine how good it feels and how excited I'd be. Feeling him pressed up next to me as our tongues explore each others mouth. I'm so worked up I beg to go down on him, to have him in my mouth and taste his cum. I long to pleasure him, to lick and suck his balls, to run my hands up and down his ass. He. ”She came over and looked at Karen, then down at Brad’s cock. “I’m fucking my son and you can too if you want sometimes,” she offered.Wendy hesitated. “Isn’t that incest?”“Sure it is. Oh come on now, you can’t tell me that you haven’t thought the odd time of fucking your own son?”“I have actually ... thought about it.”“Maybe it’s about time you make that thought a reality.”Wendy could feel her heart pumping faster as she leaned over and kissed the head, then took Brad’s cock into her mouth. She. This left me completely open to be as blatant and horny as I wanted. She didn't start teasing and taking advantage of me until I made it clear I had no control around her. The first thing I started doing was putting my hands behind my head and leaning back like i was stretching. Then I would look over at her lap. Her thighs in those tight yoga pants. Her long legs. Her big boobs bulging out of her shirts. One of the greatest sights I've ever seen. At first I would only look for a second. I. Candy and Megan were in the first sled and had put up the tent in the front. The door faced the rear and they were roasting the meat from inside the indigo legs.I climbed the rope ladder and pulled it up and set everything down. Megan smiled as she bumped Candy who looked at her and then grinned as she looked at me. She gestured, “come help me spread out some of the furs.”She moved to the tent and I followed but when I opened the door it was to see her stripping. I hesitated and she reached out.