Moaning over his cock now, the vibrations washing over him. He pulled her hair harder, harder...He was close now, she could feel it and she wanted him...too, she wanted them both, over and over again. She wanted to taste that hot cum as his cock erupted. She wanted to feel it hit in spurts against the back of her throat. She wanted to taste its saltiness and lick her lips with its stickiness.She wanted to feel him pulse and jerk, cum all over her tits, if that's what wanted, fuck he could get her. "Hi, Jerry, sis," called out Sally who flounced into the room.My voice caught in my throat for today she looked stunning. She was wearing very tight hipster jeans and equally tight white t-shirt and her nipples could clearly be seen to testify she wasn't wearing a bra. I was treated to a hug and a virginal kiss but it still left the front of my pants tight.For the rest of the day I tried not to stare and all too soon it was bedtime. I wanted to put my hard cock somewhere but my wife wouldn't. She taught me how to protect myself.”“Sort of like the talk my old man had with me,” he replied. “Your mom sounds like quite a lady.”“Oh, she is, Kit, and I absolutely love her.”“How old must she have been when you were born? Seventeen? You said she was young when she had you.”“She turned eighteen one week before I was born. That’s for the good -- she wasn’t a minor giving birth.”“She was a minor when she got knocked up,” Kit remarked.“Yeah, and by the time anyone knew she was knocked up the. "She flashed me a fleeting look that I couldn't quite ascertain, but it quickly changed into a smile. "Ed... would you mind if I called you Eddie? I have enjoyed this walk very much. I'll look forward to seeing you again.That evening my mind was filled with visions of the sweet and wonderful lady that I had finally met. She was just as fantastic to talk to as I had imagined in my dreams. As the night turned late and I readied myself for bed, I have to admit that my thoughts turned to more.