“Now darlin’, I want you to just lean over forward on the pool table…..I want your ass babe…..I’ll be gentle.”She stretched out on the poo... table with her feet on the floor and her legs spread wide. I scooped up a gob of cum from her dripping pussy and lubed her ass hole with it, put a little on my dick and pushed past her sphincter into her colon. I pushed until my balls rested on her pussy lips. She moaned and said, “Damn Dax, that feels fucking good…..fuck me hard lover…..fill my hole.”I. The sex I had with my parents wasn`t that wild and wasn`t a daily thing because I had to go to school; homework, tuition and so on. Still when we were to have sex, they would just come in my room, both of them, and I could see the lust for sex in their eyes. Knowing what was to happen, I didn`t oppose any resistance, but I was still a bit uncomfortable. During those 2-3 weeks, I became better at sex. And the more we did it, the less embarrassed I became and the more experience as well: For. I guess that's about when I started calling you."Fred didn't say anything for a while so I said, "Fred, can I come home?" This is where you live, isn't it?" he said. "You should be here now."That sounded promising. He wants me to come home. Maybe all wasn't lost."I'll be home in an hour," I said.I got to the house a little after six o'clock and Fred had dinner ready. I took this as a very good sign. He had made spaghetti and meatballs and a salad. He had also opened a bottle of Chianti. I felt. Not Franks sister. His mom. His moms name is Paula. Paula was 51 years old, was about 5 6 and looked to be around 200 pounds. Paula was not a small woman. Paula was the last person I wanted walking in on my jerking off. Her hazy blue eyes looked shocked but distant, no doubt a result of the medication she was always on for her back problems. Her thin blonde hair fell down the side of her chubby, wrinkled face in waves and stopped at her shoulders. Her full lips were parted in shock, displaying.