Moving into position, I guided the head of my dildo to the entrance of his nether region.“Ok, sweetie,” I said, “This is it.”I pressed the hea... of the strap-on dildo into his anus. He tightened up immediately.“Jesse, baby, you have to relax. Try pushing out like you were trying to take a shit.”As he did this, my dildo sank effortlessly into his rectum. My son and I were now joined. My eyes bored into his as I held his legs apart. Slowly I began to move back and forth – taking him as gently. “Janet tonight was fun and all,” “But I just want you to know that sex with Kim is just sex, but sex with you is love,” John replied as he took me into his arms kissing me good night.I went straight to bed that night thinking only about John’s words to me. He was right about sex with Kim I really do enjoy it but when I am in his arms I just tingle from head to toe. Hell I tingle when he just looks at me sometimes. I went to sleep that night with a smile on my face and warmth in my heart knowing. Pretty nice looking, nice bod, took care of himself, it looked like, but there was more.Whenever he talked with my mom or dad, he always seemed really nice, caring, gentle but strong, just the person I was looking for. He was divorced, I knew that, so I wouldn't risk breaking up a marriage, something this fourteen-year old sure didn't want to get involved in.I wondered how old he was, I really wasn't sure. Maybe forty or so. Well, okay, if that's the case, fine. Age didn't really matter much in. My imaginary husband, however, has other ideas. I feel him poking me, nudging first the backside of my thigh, then the squishy globe of my ass, and finally, he slips into the crease and ever so gently pushes in and out of it. The head of his cock reaches and kisses the closed lips of my cunt, putting a moist little dab on my skin and smudging it with every new contact.I sigh, slightly annoyed. He’s supposed to be mellow, this is supposed to be relaxed and anyway, penetration isn’t on the menu..