The i****tuous mother/son coupling she used to masturbate to on a normal basis had finally come true.And when she opened her eyes, she got the absolut... shock of her life; her next door neighbor, Mr. Jenkins, was standing behind his bedroom window, spying on her getting fucked by her son.Sara's heart raced as the neighbor continued to watch, even knowing that he had been caught by her. Mr. Jenkins was a well respected member of the community, middle-aged, and married with three k**s. He was also. The 2 of us were mother & son but also best mates forever.His carefree nature changed as he grew older. I remember walking in on him once in the bathroom, he blushed as he covered his erection with a towel. I guessed he had started the transition from boy to man & had started experimenting with masterbation.This became more obvious over the next few years. It became a daily ritual for me whilst cleaning his room to remove crusty, semen stained tissues from under his bed, not to mention the. ”I spread her legs… and started inserting my dick… as she was virgin her pussy was very tight but it was all wet… she started pushing herself towards me… my penis was little inside her and she screamed a little due to pain but I pushed myself more and my half dick was inside her… tears were flowing from her eyes…I removed my penis and inserted again with little more power… she screamed a little more and she was now no.Longer a virgin… my long dick was still was not inside her fully… she spread. When the order finally came, Marty was considerate enough to keep the server out in the ante-room as he signed the bill and the food was arranged on a rolling table. After the server left, we sat at the table in big terry hotel robes as we ate, both trying to ignore the undercurrent of sexual tension. We had almost finished when Marty said, “Don’t finish off all of the olive oil. We’re going to need some for the rest of the lesson.” Then he stood, removed his robe, and strode to the bed,.