She had changed from her nighty and was wearing some normal pajamas. A tight t-shirt and a pair of flannel pants. I took my other hand and went under ...er shirt and felt her tit. "You ready for more?" she asked. A very aggressive sexual feeling had taken over me by now. I took my hand of her tit, and keeping my other hand on her neck, shoved it down the back of her pants. "Are you?" I asked as I started feeling and squeezing her tight ass. She had panties on, but I pulled them up into her. I met this guy named Randy in Algebra class when we were juniors at Washington High School. I’d love to tell you it was love at first sight, (so that it would go along with the rest of my fairy tale) but it wasn’t. I was seeing a sophomore in college at NC State named Brian and at the time, so I wasn’t interested in any other guys. Our algebra teacher was out on maternity leave and we had a substitute teacher for an entire six weeks. This wasn’t just any substitute…..this was a substitute that. ”“Of course,” he said with a grin, “I’m the man of the house and you’re one of my women.”“Sexist pig! I’ll show you.”Mom put down her utensils, pushed back her chair, stood, wormed her way onto his lap facing him, then obviously impaled herself on him with a long moan. All eating came to a halt. Mom slowly rose and fell in Dad’s lap while she kissed him passionately. Carol suddenly stood and left the dining room, only to return not much later with her phone, which she handed to me with her. With his fingers deep inside her and her pussy wet and hot, she couldn't wait to feel his hardness fill her crevice again. Pushing against his hand, feeling his hard cock brushing against the inside of her thigh, he grabbed her ass and gave it a tight squeeze. "What do you want?" he asked her. "I want to feel your cock inside me," she replied. "Your pussy is so wet. Are you ready for it?" he said back to her. "Yes. I want to feel your cock inside me," she answered. He pulled his fingers out of.