"Put a collar on him?" Why not?" Mom shrugged and I realized she was serious. "But I suppose you're in different classes, aren't you?" Yeah," Heather ...odded. "I'm a senior, so ... I'll just have to use the old carrot and the stick, I guess." Well, he certainly likes the carrot!" Mom laughed and started to get up from the table. "I think I'll go take a bath and get ready to go to the hospital. I'll be so glad when Mattie's father can come home again." I'm sure," Heather sympathized. "Oh! I. Sometimes when I’m making out with my boyfriend and tongue kissing I touch his erection through his pants. He makes noises then I feel a big wet spot where my hand is.”Regina lifted her sweater and exposed her lovely bare tits and aroused nipples. Jim stared in amazement. She returned her hand to his thigh. She said, “I usually lift my sweater like this when we’re making out and my boyfriend touches my tits. I like that.” She moved her hand to his dick and said, “This is where I touch him. I totally accepted it and could easily understand how she could feel that way. We had to spend most of the summer apart, except when I went to her place to spend a couple of weeks at her parents’ house.Of course, we had to sleep in separate bedrooms. But since we did not really have sex, I thought it was OK.Linda's parents, Mr and Mrs Upton were cool and very accommodating. I felt right at home with them from the minute I walked through the door.Mr Upton was a banker and he was very successful,. But now I have been starving for sex for the past one year since his death. I am spending sleepless nights. I am not finding any alternative to quench my sexual urge except to watch porn DVDS and read erotic books. These alternatives have contributed to enrage my thirst instead of quenching it. Day by day I am becoming horny and reached a stage where I became ready to fuck anything if it is male. Finally my eyes have fallen on my own handsome son, especially after reading many incest stories.