.. ," John hesitated, "... and their tits are just terrific."Janet reached under the mattress and pulled one of her son's magazine's out, and opened i.... "How so, exactly. Their tits I mean. What makes them so special?"John could not believe that he was sitting in bed, talking about pregnant women's breasts with his mother. It was very exciting and questions began to swirl in his mind that he had never considered asking his mother. But maybe he could!"Well, for one thing they all seem to have. After 10-15 min she become completely wet and her body strained and making quite loud crazy noises as if she is going out of her breath. She told please stop I think she reached her climax when I stopped she was breathing heavily as if she was running. I told I just need to wash my finger which was completely wet with her juice. She also cleaned her pussy.There was bathroom in her room i just went, washed hand and came fast and jumped on her.she said ouch and she laughed like crazy said I am in. "What would you like to drink, dear?" the peroxide blonde woman asked brightly, her uniform spotless and perfect. She was pretty in the way that mannequins are pretty. It was a fake pretty. A contrived pretty. And she was trying to use that prettiness on my dad. She was leaning over him every chance she got and smiling at him with a look in her eyes that smoldered."Coke, please," I replied, giving her a look of my own with just my eyes and a tilt to my head.She started and quickly poured my. And then I went back to watching my teacher slowly bob her head back and forth in my crotch, the wide girth of my prick disappearing and reappearing through her stretched mouth while she looked up at me with those stormy dark blue eyes.It was at times like these when my little mental connection to Dawn came in handy. I didn't actually think we could read each other's minds. On the other hand, I merely flicked my hand and gestured with my eyes, and my soulmate knew exactly what I wanted her to.