"No darling" she breathed into my mouth, "We shouldn't, it's wrong" What's wrong about it mum?" I asked as I stroked the flesh of her thigh just above...the top of her stocking,She didn't pull away though, not even when I moved my hand round onto her bottom, she kissed me again as I stroked her curves and followed the tiny strip of nylon down into the valley between her legs,"If you didn't want to do it mum" I whispered, "You wouldn't be wet" I'm not wet" You're fucking soaking mum" It's because. She works late sometimes, and this was not one of the nights I wanted her to be gone. I thought of calling her for some phone sex, as she works as an architect and usually works alone, but I was in need of more then that. I needed something that would stimulate my eyes, my ears, my mind, and most importantly my aching pussy. I hopped online, and logged into Lushstories, one of my favorite sex story websites. I was hoping one of my many friends would be there to help me get off as I rubbed my. Looking back with his mouth agape, Jonathan saw his supposed"girl friend" and several other older women smirking and waving bye-byefrom the entrance way. The door closed and the hot shot was suddenly onhis own, facing a large and excited crowd of girls aged from fourteen toseventeen years of age, with very determined looks on their faces. Heshrieked.Of course, that did him no good at all and the teenaged girls simplylaughed at the scantily clad young male beauty as he scampered hopelesslyaround. “Well, you know your room is there if you want it.” “Thanks.” Though he faltered a little at first, Ron stepped forward and opened his arms. Chase didn’t hesitate at all to embrace his father. Stifling a sniffle, Ron said, “Well, I’ll see you soon, then.” “Sure thing, Dad.” “You all keep your eyes open and a camera handy. You’re out here more than anybody else, so you’re more likely than anyone to see whatever that is I got a picture of. I think I may head back out here… Maybe next month.”.