I can’t wait…’ ‘Yes you can. I’m gonna to fuck you so good when we get home…do you want to come on your fingers or come on my cock?’ I...snatched my hand out and squeezed my thighs together. ‘Hurry. I need you inside of me.’ Not ninety seconds later he pulled into the driveway. He turned off the lights and cut the engine while I unbuckled my seatbelt and jumped out. He rounded the front of the truck until he reached me. I jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist as my lips crashed upon. I slipped out of my coat and lent against the table. I had hardly taken my ‘stance’ than he was up behind me, moving my g-string out of the way and pushing the head of his cock up against my ‘pussy’. As I always lubricated before a ‘date’ he was soon inside me, bareback and rutting like a pig. This initially took me by surprise but he was not that big – but really hard! So I quickly got into it, moving to meet him as he thrust and grunted, thrust and grunted until he gave a roar and ejaculated. Even worst, Gerard had so turned her on. Her panties had been soaking. She wasn't supposed to let other men arouse her like that. That was something only her husband was supposed to be allowed to do. This morning, in the light of a new day, would Michael be mad at her?Jen had been looking out the window, and when she looked back she saw Michael staring at her."Are you okay?" she asked.He kissed her. "I love you." You're okay with yesterday? With what I did?"Michael looked surprised. "Of course. Jean had been way to tolerant ofthis whole thing and Bobbi figured it was time that his mom reeled himin, at least somewhat.Jean was sitting at the kitchen table with two cups of tea. Bobbi satopposite her and smiled at his mom. He thanked her for the tea and tooka sip, then said, "What's up mom?"Jean looked at her son; with his soft feminine features made all themore feminine by make up and long hair, and smiled back. She sighed andsaid, "What are we to make of all this Bobby? Where do you see.