Of course, my dick is so hard beneath you. Sweetly, you are almost afraid that you will cause me discomfort. I do not seem to mind though. Grinding my...elf against you, I reveal how hot this is. Your thick legs are still on the floor. You reach your left arm out, grabbing hold of the leg on the table. Shutting your blue eyes, you prepare for what is upcoming.My firm hand runs up the back of your thigh and under your skirt. Raising it up over your wide hips, I adjust it so it is completely. Plus that cock! So he asked when I was free and we set up a date the next night. We'd all go get some food, have some wine, then head to their place and settle in. It seemed like a well planned, safe environment. I showed up the next night all cleaned out and lubed. Not too much lube cause some guys hate that but enough to help the process along painlessly ;) We ended up ordering out because she (the wife) lets call her Sara, remembered that I said I was not out yet and she didn't want to make. .. have you made lasagne for me? If I let you come to the café one more time, can I have some lasagne please?”She smiles at him, her cheeks rosy red from the drinks and the making out.”Yes, Baby. You can since you ask so nicely. I will bring you a plate if you find us something to watch on the tv... and... Baby, slip into something else, something that Daddy’s hands like better when caressing you.”They spend a long time like that. She is curled up in his lap, eyes half-closed. Almost dozing off. Oh. I drank her in, my naked, beautiful mother, the woman I loved better than any other. She swallowed hard, probably seeing the look of wanton lust on my face.It was Tanya who walked over to me and began to undress me, smoothing my hair and speaking reassuringly. I was completely compliant, letting her remove everything till I was standing naked in front of my mother. The room smelled deliciously of sex; my mother’s sex. My heart continued to pound.“Oh — by the way, I’m Yvonne,” Yvonne said,.