I moan, he grunts. He fucks me hard. Pumping meat. I want his cum. He cums. I wake from my imaginary world and discover my self in that position with ...ussy juices on my fingers and the carpet. I need him now. It was forecast to be a hot one today. I stepped out on to the deck with a beer and absorbed the heat. I looked across the fence and saw James reading a book in the shade of a large silver ash. I wore a pink polo top and those athletic hotpants. I thought it looked hot. I hope he did. No one has ever questioned why I wanted such a big desk. They thought it was an ego thing. They were wrong. I have a large desk so that I can fit a fucktoy inside of it.The fucktoy was locked inside the desk with only her hands and lips free. There’s a false panel on one side through which she crawls in and a system of stocks that lets me lock her arms and head in so that she can do nothing but suck me off. I get her nice and horny in the morning and she knows that the only way she can get off. The sexual heat that has built up between my horny son and me has now grown to fever pitch, I have noticed that my son is getting very eager to do more with me than just feel me and for me to feel him, so I gently say to my horny son. "Hey Randy, why don't you go to come to mummy's bedroom with me and we can see what comes up." "Oh, yes mother I would love to go to your bedroom with you." With hearing that, I slowly get up off of the settee, and my horny 18 year old son does the same as my. As nobody had been in her pussy since divorce, she could only get one finger in her cunt and got going at it real good and real fast. Seeing her hips and pussy supported by the edge of the bed, Nathan decided to help her out. He crawled closer on his knees and started kissing the soft inside of her thighs and then going straight to her clitoris to suck it long and hard.She was silently crying, begging him to suck her big clitoris, making various different sounds while Nathan kept busy at her.