The lights were off as well, so I walked around to the back deck entrance and as I passed by the kitchen window I saw movement. It startled me and cau...ed me to take a closer look. Because it was nearing late afternoon, the sun was behind the house and that allowed me to peer into the window with a clear view.I recognized the man standing against the wall as my boyfriend and it appeared he was talking to someone in front of him, but I couldn’t see anyone else in the room. Then, with such. At that moment, I felt taboo should be removed and should not be seen as a sin in society.Now I barely wanted to fuck my mom. I wanted to feel her big boobs in my hand. I wanted to cup them and squeeze them as hard as my heart desires. And I bloody wanted to kiss those big pinkish lips. I wanted to lick her navel and kiss her beautiful waist. I wanted to see where I came from.With that rock solid hard on, I could not control myself. So I made a plan which I did not know was good or bad. Then I. The Vallejo/Frazetta exhibit at the Tucson Museum of Fine Arts was a rare exception to the rule.Mike enjoyed fantasy-oriented art, and Vallejo was his favorite artist. There would be paintings by other, lesser-known artists as well. Mike made plans to check out the exhibit.Mike wasn't really comfortable in the three-piece suit that he had dug out for the occasion, but he doubted the snobs at the door would let him in if he wore his usual black jeans and black shirt. He needn't have worried.. He said, 'You idiot! The neighbors will hear!' While he held my face down, he started bucking his hips wildly. It hurt so fucking bad. I was biting the pillow. His penis was huge compared to his fingers. “He moved his hips back and forth, pulling his penis in and out of my pussy. When he shoved back into me, my breasts bounced and his balls slapped against my thighs. He was on top of me like a horny beast, holding me down and holding his body against me so I couldn't move. He just kept.