She pulled the black tank top she had been wearing over her head, then she pulled her jean shorts down her legs. She was wear a very sexy lace bra wit... matching panties." I've been saving these for you." Brooke said as she pulled Raul's hand to her soft breasts"Wow! Brooke you look amazing." Raul said. "But I can't do this with you, I want to, I think you can see that" He pointed to his already throbbing cock. "I just can't! He said as he backed away from Brooke."Why not baby? I know you want. Then the process starts all over again. Even when I was single I always had those feelings and fetishes. Most of the time I could keep them under control by frequent masturbation sessions.A few months after my wife and I got together I let her in on some of the less extreme fetishes I think about. Like this one night we were playing around and I had been stroking her clit very slowly and whispering dirty talk in her ear about how wet her pussy was getting. I asked her if she had ever fucked. Even I pulled my bra up and was going to button my shirt when he inserted something into my bra. He said it was his card and it had his mobile number. He wanted me to call him as he was not satisfied by me fully yet. He squeezed both my boobs with his hands before getting down.I buttoned my shirt and put on my pantie and pulled my skirt up. I could feel that my pantie was fully wet with my juices and his juices. After I got down, I went into the washroom in the station and licked our juices. " I sighed."Don't you dare!" she retorted, "After today's fiasco I refuse to use that thing again. If you help me to the bathroom I can go to the loo properly."Once again I found myself acting as a support as I took my mother to the bathroom and once again I was all too aware of her nudity under her flimsy covering. Parking her on the toilet I went outside and waited for her to finish; when she called I helped her back to bed. This time when I turned to leave my mother asked me to stay and talk.