They both were looking at each other like hungry lions. But they also have a fear that what I will say when we get home. I saw in the mirror that my s...n put his hands on my wife’s thighs and started to rub them.My wife let out a small moan and guided his hand towards her pussy. My son started to finger her pussy. She held his head and started to kiss without thinking that I am in the front seat. Now both of them got aroused and started to kiss wildly.My wife opened my son’s pant and mouth. Let me buy you some new ones. Bugger I'm sorry.' the girl looked quite pissed but we were soon chatting as I stood at the bar waiting to buy some new drinks. Her name was Natalie, she was out with her friend Lucy, but Lucy had picked some lad up who wouldn't leave them alone. We shouted over the music to each other and I explained how I was in a similar situation to her, being out with friends who were dancing together leaving me alone. We were getting along quite well when a song came on that. I looked her over, and as my eyes scanned passed her soft, framed cleavage, I noted that she did not have my mark. I started getting hard again and wanted to make sure she wasn't being affected by my Charm. I deliberately thought about wanting her to want me, and I could feel how the effects of my Charm enveloped her, like a warm, happy, and sexy blanket. Monique's eyes filled with fire and she began to approach again, but I pulled away the effect. Instantly the fire flickered and died. She. Thomas is also a switch and plays a terrific dom who makes my knees weak and my cunt tingle. I hate the word pussy or beaver, any of the cute terms for my cunt annoy the hell out of me. Cunt is raw, earthy, dirty, oozing: just like sex should be. Just thinking that I’m going to go home and finger fuck my cunt can get me all worked up even after a stressful day of teaching. I feel the same about the words cock and cocksucker. I’m so polite in my everyday world that I find these thoughts.