He was horny enough anyway, and always loved spraying her with his cum. David got onto the sofa and sat on the top. His legs were either side of his m...ther, and his cock was directly above her face and pointing towards the ceiling.“I think you deserve a fucking shower then,” he told her.“Oh! Fuck yes,” said Maggie, “I think I do indeed –”, her breathing became a little more laboured, especially with Mike’s cock inside her.David started to fist his cock up and down over his mother’s head and. That was before you came back. I had no idea any of this would happen.” “So, can’t you tell them you changed your mind?” I ask. “No. I can’t. And, to be honest with you, I really don’t want to. I need a fresh start.” “But what about us?” I ask. He smiles ruefully. “Sweetheart, there is no us. Last week was…God…unexpected and amazing, and I really needed it, and you are so unbelievably hot…but you’re also so young. You don’t need to be shackled to someone who’s nearly old enough to be your. As she entered, she smiled, but that did not last long. She dropped her handbag in the hallway and turned and kissed him warmly on the lips. Her tongue darted for his before a word was spoken. He was ready and could feel his cock hardening. He didn't wait for conversation, he didn't want any. He was prepared.He eased her backwards into the living room where he had left a scarf. He took it and before she could say a word, covered her eyes and tied it around the back of her head. Now he had the. ”“That doesn’t surprise me,” Carla said as she got up from the chair.Spotting the half empty bottle of beer off to the side, Carla combined the dampness she’d felt on the table and quickly surmised what had happened. It was an accident she’d once had herself with a can of Coke. Feeling a bit of empathy, and deciding that she really had no reason to judge the kid as harshly as she was doing, Carla told him that she’d mark the incident up to a defective drive so that he wouldn’t get in trouble.