. okay?”Bobby laughed. “She never wanted me, Sal,” he said. “And you have nothing to thank me for. You’re just irresistible, that’s all.�...Erica watched in disbelief as the fat, balding cook in the stained apron seemed to almost inflate with what looked astonishingly like pride. She was distracted by a teenage girl in a waitress uniform.“Hey, Bobby!” she chirped. “It’s always good to see my best tipper.”“Hi Charlotte,” said Bobby. “We need a quiet table, and two of Sal’s best chicken fried. I gradually understood he is interested in mature women and mom son relation. So I asked him do you fantasy your mother for sex, he said yes.First I got angry but later on, I got aroused that my son fantasies about my wife. Later on, as days go he exposed himself to me every way. He said that is a life goal and dream is to fuck his mom and make her pregnant.I don’t know what happened to me. I too fantasized that my son fucks my wife that night and had a family together. I got charged and fucked. The juices were actually gushing out. I was thinking to myself that she just had sex around 45 mins ago and she is more than ready for more action. I just took a sniff of the gorgeous white and pink shaved pussy and dove in. Within my first seconds she started screaming.She was enjoying it bloody well and said neither her husband nor his brother ever wanted to go down and they would just want to thrust in and get it over with. After hearing this I increased the speed of my tongue and put in a. "I have this rule," I tell them, turning you around. "Whenever and wherever I take out my dick, she has to suck it," I tell them. "You wanna see that rule?" They look at each other excited and still a little nervous, then they both nod and say, "Yeah..." I look at you then pull my workout shorts down and pull out my hard cock. I'm so turned on by you being my whore and watching them touch your ass. You look at me, then at them, they gulp, then you pull up your yoga pants, bend over, grab.