“What, did you hit the gym at dawn?” I asked, smiling. She just laughed.“Babe, it’s after one. Tell you what, let’s shower, then we’ll go ...rab a burger at Island’s. My treat.” Island’s was our hangover cure, and I loved her for suggesting it.“Sounds fabulous. You wanna jump in first, or shall I?”“It’ll be faster if we go at the same time. I’m starved.” With that, she turned towards the tub and began stripping her clothes off. Oh, crap, was I in trouble. It’s not like we hadn’t showered together. My breath caught in my throat and suddenly there was a throbbing between my legs. I should tell you now that I'd never thought of or seen Mom as anything but Mom, but suddenly she was an object of my sexual desire.It was summer so I was home everyday. School wouldn't restart for another two months. I knew that Mom and Mrs. Peters would daily talk across the way from the second story of each house. Other times they sat in the kitchen or front room having coffee. Because they so often talked with. I insisted there wasn’t. I then felt it. He was semi hard and I could feel the blood rushing to it. I massaged his balls for a while before I asked him to cough. I asked him to cough and his cock jumped and grazed my lips, as I continued to massage is balls. After it struck me there was a string of precum dripping from his cock to my mouth. By now his cock was fully erect. Once I tasted his pre cum, licking it off my lips, Its like I was intoxicated for his cock. I then stood up and. "My, aren't we hard again," Chloe purred, pushing back against him.Letting the raincoat fall to the floor, the old boy pressed forward, the first few inches disappearing into her cunt."Wow, you are hard, aren't you?" she said, clearly enjoying the feeling.Holding her hips, he pushed forward again, this time burying the entire length into her."Oh my God! Oh fuck," she screamed, feeling the size of the old boy's cock. With her face pressed hard against the car bonnet, she could only lie there as.