She was wearing lace black panties. I revealed the milky flesh of her fat, ass cheeks in all their glory. Her black panties were drenched with moistur.... It was obvious that she was very excited. She was secreting juices from her lovely, moist vagina. In my fantasy, my dick was hard now, and she unbuckled my jeans and pulled it out. I started slapping it against the crack of my mom's ass, and then on each cheek in turn. Then, I placed the tip of my cock between the fleshy cheeks and pushed them. You excuse yourself to go to the bathroom again. “I just need to freshen up,” you say. I pour each of us a drink and then move to the couch to wait for you. When you join me in the living room, I am pleasantly surprised to see that you have removed your jacket and pants and your body now appears to be covered only by your blouse. As you move closer, I realize this is not quite true. Thanks to at least one less button being fastened, I can see the lace on the top of your black bra cups peering. Yes that was it I really wanted to fuck my own mother. I could see it now. My mother in my bed and my cock in her mouth. Now that was a wonderful thought my mother sucking me off. But I got even more aroused as I thought of looking down to see my cock disappear into her tiny ass hole. I wanted to see my cock in her ass that thought alone damn near got me off. My cock was throbbing and I was about to cum from just watching. Mr. Crane took Mom by the hips and guided his cock toward her ass. I. Just pay the fucker and finish me. She was ready to cum two days ago and so far this was way better than any fantasy. Sydney tried her best not to fall into his big brown eyes. Before her stood a very clean cut and handsome man, his dark hair matched his eyes and the solid black jacket framed his face. A chiseled chin and dimples were the quickest way to her...wait a minute... “Chad Williams?” “Yes, do I know you?” Sydney cackled, “Sydney Taylor.” “No Way! Wow, has time been good to.