It was a turn on seeing the glass windows of the front door. Knowing at any moment someone could just step up to the door and see us. Occasionally I w...uld take both of Tracy’s big tits in my hands, lifting and squeezing them together to lick, bite and suck the erect nipples as I fucked away. Eventually I felt the pre-climax tingle going through my loins until it became a surging that took over. Tracy arching her pussy up to devour every inch cock that she could. Her warm hands on my low back,. And she eventually did. There was no blush on either of our faces.Her face suddenly went to tears... “With my mommy and daddy dead, what is going to happen to me? I am scared, Michael.”“I don’t know Isabel. I really have no idea. Ally, what do you think?”“Off the top of my head, it comes to mind that Peter, since he is over eighteen, might be considered your guardian. That would mean that he could make decisions for you.”“So, that means that Michael can’t be my guardian, because he is only. Cover my dick in your saliva, mom. Jerk me off and suck my cock until I squirt your dirty mouth full of my jizz, and then you can drink your son's cum like a real slut mother. Suck me until I empty my balls down your throat." I'll do it, baby. I'm gonna suck you and make you empty your balls in my mouth and then I'll drink it all down. Just like a good slut mother is supposed to do for her son."Jennifer shoved her son's cock into her mouth like a woman starved, and after moving her hand down to. Music had become Jess only reprieve from his life and he was retreating into it more and more, barely paying attention to anything else. Music made him feel powerful, made him feel like he had a reason to live. It seemed that the lyrics of the song on the radio spoke directly to him, lifting him up, making him feel happy that someone, somewhere understood what he felt. When he got home, Jess went straight to his room. As he was changing into his work uniform, he took a look at himself in the.