There he was. A chill ran down Suzy's spine at the sight of her son. He stood there for a moment in the doorway looking at her, then closed the door b...hind him. He walked slowly through the living room with the deadly grace of a hunting leopard, a slight smile on his lips. Suzy tensely returned to stirring her sauce. Jack came close to his mother, peering over her shoulder."MMM! Smells delicious!" he said in his deep, sensuous voice."It's just s-spaghetti bolognese and garlic bread. N-nothing. “You don’t have to be afraid” he said, and bent down so that his head was at my waist height. He pulled me round so that I was facing him and took my straining prick in his hands.“Nice young prick. Do you wank off a lot?” I mumbled something incoherent.Then without any further warning he enveloped my prick in his warm wet mouth. The feeling was heaven. My eyes were squeezed tightly shut and my knees turned to jelly.“He withdrew from my prick and asked (rather stupidly) “Is that good?” Once. Aaahh, stop! Please stop! Sorry, but I can tell youre enjoying this so much. She is, shes really starting to pant. Does her husband ever stimulate her sensitive spots? Or even know how to? I would hate to stop it now. Shes enjoying this, but its not enough. I want her to know just what the difference between me and her hubby are. I grab her hand and pull it onto my hard cock. She is now feeling my manhood. What a lucky gal, dont you think? Try stroking my cock. And lo and behold, shortly after. I slowly started kissing my way down her body. Kissing her neck, kissing her chest, stopping to softly tongue and suck her on nipples; I continued to kiss my way down her stomach. Shifting my position, I lightly guided her to spread her legs a little more and then I situated myself between her legs, and stopped briefly to admire her young, nicely shaved pussy. Touching her, and running my fingering gently over her mound, I dipped down to kiss just above her slit. She bent her knees slightly and.