She set down the phone on her bed stand and rose effortlessly to her feet. She adjusted her nighty, flipped her hair back in the mirror, and scurried ...uickly from the bedroom, down the stairs, to the front door. Her heart was pounding as she peeked through the spy hole. Taking in his hulking silhouette on the porch, her mouth opened. He looked like a mountain cut into the moonlit sky. Her chest heaved, and her lips swelled. She tucked her necklace into her blouse and immediately swung open the. I told her that I did not want to fuck anyone but her. Fay told me she was never going to let any one else in her pussy.She said she would tell Alice that we were just not in to that.We had invited the Porters, Alice and David to join us for the Fourth Of July afternoon. We were going to have grilled steaks in our back yard. They came two hours early. Fay does not drink, she can't, just a little alcohol makes her drunk enough to pass out. Fay will drink one small glass of wine sometimes but. I look for it more then you will ever know. That smile on her lips flows swiftly into her eyes and seeing that it does a man’s attention should not focus in on her breasts…although yes it will. And I’m nodding my head on that because to me it happens. It’s true. A woman’s breasts constitute so much of a woman its hard to imagine why she’s even a woman. Okay, maybe she has a vagina. Yes, she has a vagina. A man’s erect penis goes into it and the two of them provide sex to each other thus. You look silly walking around like that!"She watched her son shuffling around the sun deck, his pants in a heap around his ankles.Terry struggled out of his shoes and pants and stood before his mother. He felt more naked and helpless than he had ever felt in his life. He felt as if he were on display. He felt the morning sunlight warming his skin, making his prick-head tingle slightly.He shivered when his luscious mother walked closer to him and lifted his tank-top over his head.He trembled.