Until now. This baby is special. He’s important, but I don’t know why. I feel protective as I stand above his crib watching him slumber peacefully... I leave, closing the door silently behind me. I check the closed doors. A guest bedroom. A closet. Back to the bathroom and stairs again. Then a storage room. An office. I silently creep along the soft carpeted floor. A laundry room. I slip inside there. Big expensive washer and dryer, and a hamper with some dirty clothes. I set down the duct tape. Mine pointed back. He quietly held my waist band of undly and slid it down to my ankle. I stood there unable to move. I cupped his face while he played with my tool. My cock was dead erect and was loving the warmth of his soft hands.We kissed in a matter of minutes and our cocks started rubbing against each other. As it was the end of the period and chances of other people coming to the washroom increased, we decided to go to our class room which was empty at that time, to carry on further.Once. It was cleanly shaven and looked silky smooth. Then he got a view of her perfect peach-shaped booty when she turned around. As he looked on, that booty came closer and closer to his face until his nose was buried inside that ass crack.“Why don’t you take care of mommy while you recover,” said Samantha as she felt her son’s tongue licking the space in between her pussy and asshole. David couldn’t believe that his mom was dominating him by sitting on his face. His hands found their way to her. But the idea of diddling around in another man's pecker juice, although not something I have actually contemplated, was surely an idea that would have grossed me out. So I'm surprised at how much I'm enjoying this. And because she's obviously getting off on it, too, it's really starting to turn me on.It's apparent that Jeff is starting to really enjoy what she's doing. But he only just fucked her about half an hour ago and he is, after all, in his mid fifties. This will probably take a while..