We traded spots and he started scrubbing. He was noticeably closer to me than I was to him, so close in fact that his cock was gently resting in my as... crack. He was also harder than me, almost fully hard.As he cleaned my back, I felt him rubbing my ass with his cock, which was only getting harder. He then said, “Are you enjoying this?” I replied no, I don’t receive anal, but I don’t mind fucking anally with a condom. His reply was “Your cock says otherwise. Look how hard it is.” I could feel. Lauren couldn’t see much similarity, but hardly cared. The old couple were at the back again, and the man who had come in her face seemed to be half asleep.She looked around the room and noticed the lights were now almost entirely red, and the music was once again the South American rain-forest type of pipes that she found quite refreshing and soothing. There seemed to be a few more people this time than there had been during the afternoon, but couldn’t be sure in the dingy glow. As if reading. Upon hearing our idea, she immediately suggested you without hesitation. She was so adamant that you would be perfect that she convinced us. Apparently, that was one of the things that broke you two up because she didn't want to have kids, and you did." I'm sorry. I didn't realize that you went to such lengths to check into me. Melinda really said those things?" Yes, she did," Sharon replied, then added, "We are looking for a good guy, and that's exactly what you are. The fact that you can. As I walked back into the living room, I stopped for a second to process what was about to happen. I was going to be inserting a sex toy inside my son's ass. I began to question if this was something I was ok with. Is this going too far? I took a look at my son, now slowly pumping his penis with his hand. He looked up at me and had the most beautiful smile on his face. I decided right then, fuck social rules. Whatever happens, happens. We both enjoy where this is going, and no one is getting.