He's the love of my mother's life. Her man. I keep sucking, the sounds coming out of my father's mouth, the rumbling in his throat, the panting, the f...el of his hands resting gently on my head, everything is too wonderful to let guilt stop me.I pay attention to his reaction, watching his face while I suck his cock, carefully noting the changes in his breathing, taking all the clues he's giving me about what he likes and what he loves. I repeat the things he loves, I try variations in the. I was very happy and went to amy home.There I saw her just now coming out taking bath. I closed the door walked to her silently and hugged her from behind and started rubbing her ass crack with my hard cock over her towel by pulling my shorts down. And started licking her neck and pressed her big boobs over her towel. She was turned on by this and started sucking my tongue hard I took her to bed made her lie down naked and hugged her tightly and started smooching her hard.She was very horny and. She was exhausted as was I. We were drenched in our own sweat, smelled of sex and had fucked ourselves to the edge of unconsciousness. We struggled to our feet and dressed. As she started to put on her panties, I stopped her, extending my hand for her to give me the panties. She turned a beet red.“Davy, I am full of your spunk. It will run down my leg. Anyway, this skirt is so short ... You want me that way, don’t you?”“Yes.”“Okay. For you.”Shyly, she handed me her panties. I stuck them in my. I watched as more and more came out of me and she just kept taking it as more went onto her face and then came down her chin. I saw the load in her mouth. She opened wide, closed her mouth, and swallowed. She licked her lips stood up. And I kissed her again, just as deeply. Somehow during all of that, she had slipped her blouse and bra off. I had opened my shirt and took it off quickly and we crawled onto the sheets. But I was not thinking about sleep.As she lay back and I got on top, I slowly.