"Thank you, John, I'm so sorry."John did want to fuck his wife - he had been looking forward to it and she was in the perfect mood for some really dir...y fun. But it was okay… Amy was hurting and she needed Becky to talk to. He understood. The girls headed upstairs to talk. John found the circumstances a bit strange though; he didn't remember Amy ever talking about her having a boyfriend and Becky never said anything about it either. But then again, John was sometimes oblivious to the obvious,. I was shocked at how easily my fingers slide into my mother's pussy as I started finger fucking, my own mother, slowly, carefully not to wake her before I was truly inside my mum.I stopped a few times with my fingers as my mum twisted and turned as I was rubbing her tiny clit as well as rapidly using my fingers to finger fuck my own mother's hot tight pussy. I could feel her pussy juice starting to coat my fingers and I knew, she was close to her first orgasm by me her very own son.While she. .. Then whispering softly to me, you tell me you love me! And hunny So, do I! We're meant' to be together! Then holding one another, really tight, we fall fast asleep, Deep into the night! ------ Looking to get layed, Huh, Babe? Do you need me, Now,. Taylor turned to me and began to bounce towards me like a playful deer in a new spring meadow. I slowed my pace and proceeded cautiously. “ Taylor !” His master cried. “Stop!” His dog stopped two feet in front of me, sat and wagged his tail. He did not take his eyes off of me and I could swear he was smiling. The handsome young man walked quickly and steadily toward the dog and I, smiling sweetly and he also did not take his eyes off of me. “Sorry, Ma’am,” he said as he got closer to us. Taylor.