Greg had been upstairs in his room jacking off! Now he was in the shower. I had a chance to go check under his bed! I looked out the kitchen window an... Jenna was lying on the lounge chair listening to music. I quickly wiped my hands on a dishtowel, and leaned over and undid the ties on my sandals. I kicked them off and like a suburban ninja Mom, I slowly but quickly crept up the stairs. I paused outside of the bathroom door and could hear the water running and Greg singing. My heart was beating. As my nose approaches you I can smell how wet you are. OMFG, it is such a strong but sweet smell. You spread your legs wide. You never break the rhythm of your mouth and throat swallowing my cock. I feel like I am going to die from the intensity of the amazing feeling growing inside. As my tongue touches your clit you jerk and moan lightly. At this point we don’t care if we wake her. I wrap my lips around the top of your sweet pussy mound. My tongues is dancing on your clit. It is like. It was the first time I had put a condom on a man's rock-hard cock. It was so exotic sliding it over Terry's cock all the way over his throbbing bull-head down his shaft until it fitted so snugly on his gorgeous manhood. My legs were pushed open. My knees were pushed forward until they were nearly touching my ears while he sunk his cock into me like a wild animal, god I felt wanted. Then my legs where pointing upwards to the ceiling with my black shoes hanging precipitously on the ends on my. " "Well, will you shoot it inside me, I want to feel it again, and Pete?" I asked before I kissed him. "Yes, Mom?" "I want you to get me pregnant, even if the baby comes out deformed, I still want to have it with the man that loves me most in this world. London and I never got pregnant, even with the help of your fathers, you and Joe, so now I want you to shoot your baby juice inside me again. Little Sandra has grown and does look like Gia and me, but now I want my own. I think you might be the.