She picked her standard outfit for class - jeans and a simple blouse, with a hoodie to keep her warm. The last step to getting dressed was to grab the...Crystal from its charging stand and shove it in her pocket."The Crystal" was an odd name for it. Her father told her stories about how when he was her age he had what they called a "smart phone" that he had to actually look at and even sometimes put up to his ear to listen to. She always thought it sounded incredibly primitive. The Crystal. We fuck a while like this until I drunkenly tell him I want something different. He takes me to the side of his California king bed which seems even bigger and I complain about having sex in front of his picture of Jesus. He doesn't help me out but keeps moving forward. So we first do missionary. He gives me head again. I remember him telling me in a bossy manner to suck his cock. I do. I remember feeling like I was watching from above, not really in control of what I'm doing. I remember asking. It was turning me on in a way which was alien to me, but could feel him pressing against me then he grabbed my hand and pulled it towards his groin his cock already out he put my hand on it. never before that moment had I ever seen an erect cock let alone touch it but instinctively I began to slowly rub him making him breath heavier and moan it felt good a natural thingto do. This is when things started to change he became more agressive cave man like, one finger had now become two and no. He grabbed his mother's ass and pulled her to him. He ground his groin against hers as his fingers dug into her buttocks. And then he grunted. His cock exploded, squirting semen between their bellies.When they both calmed down, Sally rolled off him and onto her back. She pushed her nightgown down and, staring at the ceiling, said, "Are you all right with this?" I don't know." I don't want to hurt you or do anything that comes between us." Mom, it's just that..." Bobby didn't know what to.