I left my cock inside of my mother. My hands were still wrapped protectively around her tits as I closed my eyes. I must have drifted off for awhile c...z I awoke to the sounds of my mom mumbling in her sleep. I was about to wake her up when I caught the words she was saying.And my life changed forever. Again."No, I can't fuck him, he's my son! It is wrong. Only you Ron, I can only love you. Oh god, he's leaving me too. I'll be all alone now. He hates me, he hates me... and I love him. I need. When he thought id done enough sucking he finally agreed to let me ride him, n damn I was so ready for it. He lay on his back, his big cock pointing upwards and I squatted over it, facing him then lowered myself onto him, slowly taking it inch by inch till it was all in me with my cheeks pressing against his balls. I leaned back a little n rested my hands on the bed, allowing him a good view of his cock stretching my hole. Slowly I started to move up and down his pole, all the way up then back. ” If their middle-aged coach could do fifty laps (as the lap indicator showed) then it wasn’t too much to ask these young ladies to do the same. One of the girls protested. I barked, “I didn’t talk back to my coach when I swam with Mark in Munich. That’s Mark Spitz winner of six gold medals.” The girls complied. While the girls swam, I strutted, like a good coach, up and down the side of the pool. Practice ended and the girls, and their tight little asses made their way to the ladies’ locker. I had never done this to myself before, so took care to get it right.Of course, the color matched my lips, a shockingly bright red. A cuteauburn wig topped my look after the polish dried.I carefully prepared to go out with my newly purchased ensemble. Mypanties were lacy, but tight to hold in my package. A corset styledbrassiere with garter attached made me hot. Slipping the stockings upmy smooth legs felt amazing. Why had I not done this before? Fillingthe cups with water balloons made me.