..”“You’d have what?” asked his mother.“My dick is trying to get hard,” said Chance, looking down at his well-used tool. “I cannot belie...e that the idea that I knocked up my own mother is making me hard.” He flipped his cock with one finger. “Well it would be making me hard, except that I don’t think I’ll get hard for a week after today.“Thank you dear,” said his mother. She blew him a kiss and turned to keep walking to the house.Bobby had been silent. “So what exactly does that mean Mom?” he. I'll be able to get what I want here, since she needs me to kiss her chest in order to properly get off. A fair trade, I think!So I rub against her thigh, grabbing my cock with my free hand to keep stroking and getting ready. Then I lean in and just gently blow on her nipples. Teasing. Getting her to beg me for more. It works, of course. "Don't tease me, suck on them!" I smile and instead just brush my lips against one perfect tit.She grabs the back of my head and forces me down to her chest.. They spent both nights together in his bed. Although they never went any further than heavy petting, the night before, instead of watching each other masturbate, they touched and explored one another's bodies until they both came. She was a quick learner and very sensual, things Gabriel appreciated and enjoyed.He couldn't believe how good she made him feel. Since Jeannie moved out, Gabe felt old. He was divorced and in a rut. His mother's death left a void in his life that he was just now. At least I hoped I could. So does John hate me? Kim asked as she hung her head. Kim sat there beside me with her head looking at the floor. My god I never thought I would see the day that Kim hung her head down low. I felt sorry for her myself as she looked down at the floor as she spoke. I know he thinks I am a BITCH and he is right. The way I treated you and tried to break you guys apart just so I could be with him. I felt you both had betrayed me when in reality it was I who betrayed you.