" Ok, honey, but you better put that aside now, and get ready for thepicnic." Yes, mummy." And you're to wear only boy stuff there. You have a new pa...r of shortsand a tee shirt and those new running shoes. And, no panties or bra.OK. You understand me?" Yes, mummy, I know." Angelo couldn't hide his disappointment; he sowould have liked to dress like Tanya, wearing mini-shorts and tank top,with his long hair being tucked under the pink baseball cap, and flowingthrough the opening in the back.. ”Michelle glanced at the time on her phone one last time, repeating the phrase over and over again.-3-Michelle was riding Mikey’s cock as hard and as fast as she could. Her dark hair and chin were dripping sweat onto him. They were in an apartment, in a tall building, on a couch going at it. Moonlight shone in, illuminating her slick back.“Fuck me, fuck me!” she ordered her son, his crazed thrusts meeting her grinding body against his.He grit his teeth, holding her waist. “You like it?”“I. .and force them into my mouth "Don't fight it" you whisper "just keep it there". I look at you shame covering my face as my panties fill my mouth and I notice your hand graze your covered cock. We drive into your driveway and you finally give me permission to remove the panties from my mouth and place them in my purse. I follow you into this house and into your bedroom you ask me to lie down on your large bed and close my eyes, I comply automatically frightened to disagree with your rules. You. But she can squeeze me with her pussy, pumping me; almost like it's replacing the heart function that by all rights should be in arrhythmia. It only takes me another hour or two to cum again. We'll move from standard missionary to crossing her ankles behind her head (yoga, again) to doggie style to spooning. All the while she'll be slowly teasing her clit, circling it with her finger or touching a mini vibrator to it, sending a Morse code to my cock. Dash, dash, dot. Dot, dot, dash. I think.