I realized how quiet my apartment was with Cindee not there. I also realized that I missed her not being there, but I also knew when she did come home...I would be in for the greatest sex of my life as she always was horny after we were separated for even a few hours. It got to be around 11pm and Cindee was still not home. I decided to send her a text and ask her if she was okay and let her know I was going to bed and would be waiting when she got home. After I sent the text, I went in took a. "Ssshhh..."I tilted my head, my blond, shoulder-length hair falling into my face, listening. The shushing had come from one of the two bedrooms to my right. My tip-toeing feet followed my ears, and I began hearing more sounds—moaning, panting, shushing, slurping. They were coming from Zander's mom's bedroom! I eased toward her cracked bedroom door and knelt, getting a good view of Zander's mom's large, creamy tits rising and falling with her breaths, while her son's head bobbed up and down. .. the ones on my face… and I taste ‘you’ for the first time. Yes… it is you. No one else (even with my lack of comparables) tastes and smells that combination… tobacco and midnight teakwood. Everything about this fucking is fucking aggressive… nothing gentle about the kiss… my lips are bruised, I am aching and hurting all over but with the knowledge that I am safe in your arms I want more. I feel the muscles inside me tightening… both yours and mine. I squeeze as hard as I can, trying to hold. "You know, you could have at least asked permission, before you just decided to use my dildo. That's just having good manners," I said."I'll remember that, for next time," Amber replied."Thank you," I said just before I began thrusting the dildo in and out of her pussy.She just stared at me and I stared right back. The pleasure I was giving her was superb, she moaned like she had the world's biggest cock inside her and it belonged to Evan Stone. She pulled me down closer to her and laid her.