I kissed every hickey I had given her. I knew she would be sore in the morning so I got a few ice cubes and put them in her pussy hole. I recorded it ...s it shrunk around the cubes and then as they melted. I posed with her for pictures on my phone and downloaded an app just so I could lock them in a separate file. Then I downloaded the video on her computer and e-mailed it myself so I could save it into said separate, locked file. Then deleted any evidence of anything that happened. I bathed her. The two of you must make sure no one ever finds out, and "Deny deny deny!" if anyone suspects or catches you at it. Under NO circumstances whatsoever should either of you ever admit to having sex together: it will never be accepted and dismissed. (Yes, the taboo and the laws are that stringent.)Your son will probably be the poorer liar: coach him on how to handle it if anyone even casually asks him about i****t, sex with his mother, anything at all. If he can smoothly convince them there's. Very slowly, Pete undid the button on his jeans and slid his zipper down! His hand slipped into his underwear and he started squeezing himself. I could see the outline of his stiff cock and could tell how turned on he was. I couldn't stand it anymore, I had to relieve the pressure in my groin so I undid my jeans and pulled my cock out, freeing it completely from my pants and my underwear. It stood straight up, twitching and pulsing. I knew Pete was looking at it and that made me even harder. I. I could feel his hot breath tickle my pussy. He breathed in deeply a few times. Is he smelling my cunt? I thought. The idea made me even more horny. It made me feel so dirty and exposed.After breathing in my sex for what felt like minutes, Allen drove his face hard into my pussy. He put his hands on either side of my waist and pulled me back hard. He rubbed his face back and forth, up and down, coating himself in my juices. He opened his mouth wide and sucked hard. His tongue finally poked out.