Beki sank to her knees and kissed the tip of my bloated knob.“No, we shouldn’t,” I whimpered as she rang her tongue along the length of my hard ...haft.“Shh, be a good boy,” she said before sucking my balls into her mouth and running her tongue over my tight sack. “Or a bad boy, if you prefer," she grinned.“God, this is so wrong,” I croaked as I watched her sink my prick into her hot mouth. “So good.”“Do you like that, daddy?” she asked as she slipped my saliva covered dick out of her mouth.I. John had been half-hard already, squeezing his dick in its tight jock as he drove home, and the sight of that big dildo sliding effortlessly in and out of Mario's stretched hole was enough to complete the job.Mario sat up on the edge of the bed, sitting on the dildo crammed all the way up his hole, with his heavy, muscular thighs spread wide, while one hand played with his tits and the other slowly beat his meat while he watched John strip off. It didn't take long! John was too horny. In. "I was feeling hot and horny for my own son. Then when it became clear that you felt the same way about me, I began asking myself what would be so wrong with us going to bed together, as long as your father never found out about it." So don't you think other mothers are thinking the same things about their sons?" asked Mark."I suppose you're right. It doesn't seem logical that we're the only one's doing it." Us and the Overtons," said Mark.Dorothy laughed. "Right!"Mark grinned at her. "This. Glancing to the side, I suddenly noticed the woman from two units over, who had silently stepped out for some air, leaning on the nearest railing watching me intently.I froze, hand on my cock, and pretended not to see her. As if she was some predator that could only see motion -- ha! I was totally nude, and totally caught, without even a towel nearby.Was it time to act out the fantasy?Out of the corner of my eye I could see her still standing there silently. My cock pulsed in my hand, standing.