With every movement he made, I watched his shaft bob. Finally, he sat down on his bed in what appeared to be a very comfortable position; his knees be...t and legs open wide. At some point, my hand had strayed downward. My slit was very puffy and slick from my pearly juices. I propped my feet on the window sill and let my knees drop open, as I continued to watch my neighbor. He was leaned back against the headboard, with one hand pulling on his sac and the other lazily stroking his now erect. Literally. They had to be ‘DD’s. Or bigger.It was those boobs that ultimately brought her to his doorstep this day. Of course, Laura Hottae didn’t know that. All Laura knew was what her husband had told her. All her husband knew was that it had something to do with his boss’s son.“Mrs. Hottae! Please. Come in. Can I get you something to drink?” With his hand on her lower back, Fred guided her into his den.Laura looked around, clearly impressed. Mr. Cree was the wealthiest man in the county.. He started to thrust his cock into my mouth, and I could feel his pubes tickling my nose. He held my head and thrust his cock in and out of my mouth. I was rubbing my cock through my pants as he face fucked me harder and faster. I felt his cock throb and expand in my mouth and he shot rope after rope of cum into my mouth and I swallowed it all. When he was done, I kissed him passionately as our toungues explored eachothers mouths. I told him how hot he was and how much I loved his sexy body. He. I can hardly wait to tell daddy about Douglas and I.I first realized I wanted my son in bed when he was 13. That doesn't begin to explain what I mean. I wanted to consume my son sexually. He was a big boy for his age and he matured very early. I watched my son in the shower, in bed in the morning, I watched him masturbate whenever I could. I loved the look of his cock. I touched it a few mornings while he was still asleep, I even took it a couple of inches in my mouth a few mornings when he was.