.... “please, Mom” I whimpered, I need you, I want to be with you” “You want to Fuck mommy, dear?” she giggled.. Come fuck mommy, Timmy, fuc... me so good”! Laying her on the carpet in fron to the couch, I slid my cock deep in my own mom’s pussy, and began the age old rhythmic motions of copulation, the sounds of our pubes slapping together spurring on our desires, we FUCKED! Oh how we fucked, at once tender, then with a lust untamed and wild! Gutteral sounds replaced by whimpers and sighs of. She got up and went inside. She was gone a few minutes, and BJ STILL hadn`t come back out, so I snuck out back, and peered in the kitchen window. BJ and Diane were standing in front of the refrigerator, refrigerator door standing wide open, and they were face to face!!! He was kissing her...her arms around him...her hands on the back of his head...bodies pressed together...and I LOVED it!!! As I watched, BJ slid his hand up her shirt, and I could plainly see he was pinching and squeezing. But Daddy does it better, and I push my tongue out to touch his. His hand continues to massage my breast. I would do anything for him right now.Our mouths part, and he kisses slowly across my cheek to my ear. When he grasps the lobe with his lips, another surge shoots through my body. I've never felt like this before. He licks behind my ear, and then his tongue trails slowly down my neck. While he's been stroking one breast, the other has been ignored. I crave a touch there, and he kisses. " That would be me." He leaned his head against my hip.I turned off the hair dryer and brushed my hair out once more. When I put down the brush, John wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my stomach. I said, "Want me to make you something for breakfast?"He tried to kiss lower, but I pushed his face away with a laugh. He smiled and said, "Toast would be nice. Maybe some of that cheese we bought last night, too." Shower quick. I'll have it ready for you."I dressed in my usual scruffy.