To say I enjoyed this kiss is a gross understatement. Our hands played with our faces. Our kiss took pauses. Short pauses. Lips were moist. Glances w...re stolen. She had to leave soon. She was going away for the weekend. It was painful, it was hell. The kiss made it’s way from lips to crouch. It wasn’t the literal sense. She didn’t actually go down on me and blow me. She didn’t stick my cock in her mouth. The back of her throat wasn’t tickled by the head of my dick. No this was about blood. The. I'll fuck you better than any other girl you can find. It'll be you and me, Pete. We'll make a great team."She wasn't used to being on the receiving end of any bad situation - she was hot and popular. Pete, on the other hand, was a nerdy loser. There was no way she was going to lose to the likes of him regardless of whatever power he had stumbled into - it just wasn't the way the world worked. Winning was what people like her did, and losing was what people like Pete did. She would just have to. And he also remembered the way Katie, not yet five years old had come into the room and seen them fighting. He thrust the painful memories away and said, ‘Terry, I really don’t want to talk about Carla.’ His friend studied his face carefully and said, ‘I think you do. We’ve been friends a long time, all of us you, me, Marge and Carla. No one was happier then me and Marge when you two tied the knot, and when Katie came along, well, it was as if we were all her parents. And then you had the. They swung heavily in front of his face and I trembled when he sucked them hard, making my sensitive nipples rise like magic.“Yeah,” Jeff moaned as my fingers wrapped around his stiff meat and stroked long and slow. “Your hand feels so good Mom!”“I’ve something else that’s going to make you feel even better, baby!” I groaned, jumping up and yanking my shorts and panties off.I took a precious moment to rub my hot pussy as I thrust my hips wantonly in my son’s face. I grabbed Jeff’s hand and.