Instead I felt nothing but lust. Daniels body was pressed against mine. My legs were open and he rested between them. If our clothes had already been ...emoved I was sure his cock could reach me. I felt defeated. It took all that I had not to beg Daniel. I kept imagining the first and last time we had been together. The way his cock felt inside of me, the pure bliss that I felt when he had fucked me. The more I thought about it the more I wanted it. Surly there had to be something wrong with me,. " Stunned, I did as she said- and after another 30 minutes of slow grinding, she let me cum- I thought I was dying. My whole body spasmed with the most intense, powerful, breath-taking orgasm I have ever had. We drifted off to sleep together, me still handcuffed, her head on my chest.I awoke the next morning to the smell of frying bacon. I started to get up, but my hands were still handcuffed. I was starting to get a little annoyed- I needed to take my morning trip to the bathroom- but she. "I blurted out the words, because I was afraid it was true. "Mom, are you hitting on me?"She blinked, then pulled back, seeming flustered. "I... no... yes... ," her voice trailed away. She laughed, "Okay, yes. I'm that horny."I sighed. "I am too." I looked at her, like I'd never looked at my mom before. Nice breasts, really nice. A pleasant face and an even better disposition.Mom's eyes went towards my bedroom. "Right now, Joanna's not studying together with Jennifer," she said softly.I thought. Ted pulled a few legal strings to nudge Connie's divorce along. In the meantime, she and the kids anxiously awaited the big transfer, from our house to Ted's. (He had a large borderline mansion near Padre Island.)"He doesn't want me to work," Connie explained one afternoon."I'll have my hands full being a happy homemaker to my new man and my children for a few years. But if I start to go stir crazy, I'll insist on getting a job." You can always fall back on your physical therapy," Michele.