Lana felt her pussy pulsing with fuck lust. This, she suddenly realized, was the perfect thing to take her mind off her incestuous cravings for Richie... It had gotten to the point where all she'd thought about since her return from the trip two days ago was fucking and sucking her darling son's prick.Lana walked up to Donald, her spongy tits jiggling lasciviously under her negligee. Boldly, she reached down and grasped his big cock."Jesus, Mrs. Dobner!" Do you like this, Donald?" Lana asked as. He pulled off his T-shirt and their bare bodies touched – warm and electric. He started by kissing each nipple, gently sucking it, and then ever so softly biting. He then licked each one, lightly flicking her nipples with his tongue and lapping at her breasts like warm ice cream cones threatening to drip, always returning to her swelling nipples. Occasionally, with his hand, he would caress her breasts and cup them – giving even better access for his tongue to tease or gently suck at their. " we said.She came back with a standard airline blanket, which she spread over our legs for us.Kim immediately pushed her hand up under my skirt to my crotch area to feel for my cock. My, hitherto, soft cock came quickly to attention as she slowly and deliberately moved her hand under my skirt, over my stocking tops until it brushed gently against the bare flesh above the tops of my stockings."Nikki, have you ever joined the mile high club?" she asked."No I haven't," I replied "but I'm game if. She was startled by the knock on her door, and she automatically shouted, “Who is there?”She was unsurprised to hear Lunn’s voice, “It’s me, Lunn.”A pang of guilt shot through her body and was coupled with an over-arching sense of anger. She didn’t know what to do. However, her feelings for him were still strong, and against her better judgement, she opened the door. As she walked unsteadily back to her bedroom, she tried to sound indifferent as she said, “Thanks for the roses.”She realised.