’ Dylan said sheepishly. He knew his mother didn’t approve of ‘fast’ cars, but he knew he just had to have it. ‘Dil, you know how I feel abo...t those cars. After what happened with your father -‘ ‘I know mom, but it’s safe. I promise I will be safe.’ Dylan assured his mother with pleading eyes. He knew that she wasn’t happy with it, but he also knew that she was only looking out for him. Dylan was fifteen when his father died. The Montgomery dynasty was booming at that time in the early 80’s,. She spread her legs in an invitation that was for him, and him alone. The sound of her voice, and the simplistic beauty of her words, caused him to become even harder, throbbing to the point that he thought he had never had such exquisite torture. He moved between her legs, and gently guided his member into her waiting body. He was no sooner there, when the instinct to thrust took over, and soon they were lost in the dance that has been known to lovers since the beginning of time. She drew. He had her cumming hard as she screamed for more and harder and harder as cum covered his fingers. He fucked her ass twice more that day right there on the patio right after sucking on her huge nipples. Sometimes as he sucked on her nipples he would finger fuck either her cunt or ass and listen to the moaning coming from her. He really loved her ass. He loved pushing his huge cock in that tight hole and fucking her hard and filling her with cum. She loved anything he did to her as long as she. At first I denied it, but she persisted. Eventually she introduced me to a seven-inch strap-on. At first she would have me fuck her with it and have me lick it clean. Then she would tell me she wanted to watch me suck it and I eagerly submitted. Sandy taught me how to suck and deep throat, I loved it. We would roll reverse and she would wear jeans with the strap-on tucked inside. She would seduce me and I would end up between her legs stroking and sucking as she pushed my head down deep on.