She had plenty of girlfriends, of course, but she always had time for her son. And instead of getting over his sinful crush on her, it had only gotten...worse. No matter how he tried to convince himself that he wasn’t in love with her, that he didn’t really want to ruin their close relationship by fucking her, he knew the opposite was true. She’d been gone over fifteen minutes and Mark snapped back from his reverie with a start. “Mom?” he called. “Are you okay?” “I’m in my bedroom,” she called. I look down and run my hand over where my cock and balls should be, butthere is nothing there, I look like a ken doll down there, I begin topanic. Amanda can tell I'm starting to freak out so as a slight smilecreeps on Amanda's she brings my penis up to her mouth and startssucking on it. I instantly feel her big red lips on my cock. She stopsabruptly, I look at her, she tells me to lay down and relax, "this mightbe the last BJ you get for a while". Hoping she is just teasing me, Ilay down on. After a couple of minute and a smirk from Dave i slide my round to her inner thigh as I touched her other leg it casually slipped of my lap and on to the floor this giving Dave a very good view up her dress and he could see where my hand was and her stockings and me stroking her inner thigh. Slowly stroking up and down from top of her thigh to her inner thigh each time i touched her other leg it move further away giving me more access and Dave a really good view. I changed my hand movements. He glanced into the looking glass, seeing no form of motion in the dark room behind him.There was virtually no chance of Rachel waking up; she was the soundest sleeper on the planet. But as for Connie… Oh, Connie. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of his boxer shorts, pulling them down far enough to let his erectness pop out. He strolked it, moaning soflty, but not too softly. “Mmm…ah…yeah…” Connie. Strawberry blonde, sassy-mouthed, bathing suited Connie. Connie dressed up for.