We certainly know how to control ourselves when we are on the road. I’m shocked and stunned that you would even think that we would do anything abou... it.”’ “Hold on. I’m not accusing you of anything. I’m just saying that it’s easier to have no sex than not enough sex. Sex begets more sex, which begets even more sex. Before long, there’s a whole lot of begettin’ going on. I’m telling you that I understand that and I don’t have any expectations of you in terms of fidelity, I guess is the term.”. We both looked down and noticed that the thin material that made up my dress pants was soaked with her wetness. "Oh," I said, mocking your expression from earlier. "I guess we'll just have to take those off," she said with a wink. We were alone in the house -- your parents were still at the party -- and you didn't hesitate as you pulled off my pants. I undid my dress shirt as you placed your tongue on the tip of my cock. You circled your tongue around and around the head and slowly closed your. Her eyes were closed and her long golden hair had fanned out, framing her flushed, lovely face which was slack with passion. ‘Oh! Ohh!’ she moaned softly, ‘Fuck me! Fuck me! Ron! Oh, Ron! Fuck me!’ Ron couldn’t believe what he was hearing! In the heat of passion, Lynette was calling out his name! She wanted him! He opened the door and, stiff-legged, walked toward the bed where the beautiful woman lay, lost in self-induced passion. As Ron walked toward her, he shed his robe. His cock, a swollen,. I felt her lift her legs, draping them across my back and allowing their gently weight to press me onward to my lascivious slurping and probing. She began moaning and groaning. My Mom told me to stop all of a sudden. I thought I did something wrong but she told me to put my penis inside her vagina. I was so unsure of what to do. She spread her legs, lifting her knees at the same time. She guided me between her legs, and, reaching out for my manhood, my mother guided the head of my penis right.