I want to fuck you.”“Go ahead son,” I replied hoarsely. “Mama is dying to feel you inside her.”He immediately turned off the shower and help...d me to lie down on the bathroom floor. In a moment I was stretched out on the floor, my thighs wide open, ready for its first intrusion by my own son’s cock. He positioned himself between my astride thighs, took his cock into his hand and gently guided its bulbous head to my welcoming cunt lips. I felt his cock head nudging at my entrance and immediately. "Liz led them to her father's den, which was just off of the front hallway. She closed the door behind them and pulled an armless chair out from her father's desk. "Have a seat, she said. Do you like scotch whisky?" Actually, I do," Tim replied, "but I don't get a chance to have it very often. After all, I'm only eighteen," he laughed.Liz walked over to her father's bar, got some glasses and started pouring. "This is one called 'The Macallan.' It's one of my father's favorites. He lets me sip. “I really haven’t decided what I will do; at the moment, I really can’t imagine sailing on ‘Young Lovers’ without Lisa with me. But I’m not making any decisions on what I’ll do in the future for a while.”“Fair enough,” Ian said. “Sorry, I wasn’t really thinking.”“It’s not a problem, honestly.”Later in the afternoon Fiona and Jeff arrived, with Dennis. Fiona had been crying, her eyes were red and puffy, and as soon as she saw me, she burst into tears again, hugging me.“Oh, Will, I am so terribly. What is it that he's doing to me? It is almost as if he were inside my head controlling my actions. My body automatically knows what he wants me to do. What he would be doing when he got the chance. The thought of his tongue on me drives me crazy. I don't know how I'm going to survive when he finally does actually put his face between my legs. Buzz. "Are you getting close? Imagine me under your desk, my tongue going wild inside of you, biting your clit."I'm having to bite my lip hard to keep.