The visiting friend gave me a once over while covering his nose with his shirt. This guy here looks a little younger than them other ones did, he comm...nted about me in a muffled tone. Looks to me like shes been robbing cradle. Yeah, no doubt. Hes sure got some dick on him though. Look at that thing! He needs it, Ron. I had that bitch riding bowling pins a couple three weeks back. Did I ever show you that tape we made? Hell no I havent seen no tape, the friend laughed. As I stirred fully. Something I was hesitant to tell Rick. But I had to. This was new to me. I wasn't expecting it. In fact, I was surprised it even entered my mind. But there it was. I couldn't ignore it. It wouldn't let me. The words almost stuck in my throat. He could tell. "Is there something else, mom?" Yes, but I'm not sure I should tell you. I'm afraid of your reaction." Mom, look what we've been through. We've made slow, passionate, lust filled love. And we've fucked like overheated teenagers. What could. It was more than just a little spot, almost as long as my cell phone. She must have been pretty turned on watching us to leave that much. I was wearing just loose shorts and so the spot had been touching the skin of my thigh the whole time I was in the chair. I thought I should probably clean it off, but instead just left it there and went back to playing my game. That evening I picked up Izzy as we had planned. We drove to the restaurant, barely saying a word to each other on the way. Inside. At last, Mark stood up and turned his stepmother around. He . put his arms around her and began playing with her big tits, his hard prick brushing against the velvet skin of her naked ass. He began tonguing her ear from behind.“You’re ready to fuck, now, aren’t you, Carmelita?” he asked, moving his rigid cock against her ass, which was bending in invitation.Carmelita didn’t answer, just reached behind her, grabbed his cock with a hot and trembling hand, and guided.