" "Son?" The man said as he looked at how Paul was dressed. "Oh,yes. The customer is always right. This way please." Soon Paul had on a new top, pair ...f shorts, and a new pair of heels."How's the size and comfort?" The manager asked as Paul saw hismother step out and showed him her new outfit. "Just the right size." Paul said as he turned toward his mother."What do you think?" She asked."It looks wonderful on you," Paul replied. The next morning, Paul joined both his parents in packing up. He moaned and lay his head back over the edge of the couch, his mouth agape. I just kept sucking and stroking him, cupping his heavy hairy balls in my hand, feeling them tighten and hearing his breath get harder and heavier until he came, pumping his load into my mouth.Since then, I've been his. We don't talk about it much outside of his basement but once we're together down there, I'm his.While I love to suck his cock, what I really love is when he fucks me. I never knew that I'd want. Through the corner of her eyes, she again glanced to her right, and noticed that even he was staring hard at the screen, but his hand was caressing her thigh. His cock was standing hard and erect, and he was now stroking it with his right hand.He was slowly moving his hand upwards on her thigh, and she then put her hand on his hand and pushed it off her leg. His hand felt so very hot. For a few minutes nothing else happened, and though she was staring hard at the screen, her mind was wondering. Her honey-blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail, showing off her lovely features, beautiful even without makeup. With her hair up she looked younger and her face seemed to be glowing with a hint of playfulness. Mitch felt himself smiling as he looked at her. He found himself thinking that she looked ... that she looked happy.“Are you okay, Mom?” he asked, having been a long time since he’d seen his mother look like this.“I’m fine, Mitch,” she said, walking over and giving him a quick peck on.