. it's so big," she whispered. "Do you like when I stroke your big, fat cock?" Oh, fuck yeah," I moaned."Do you want to cum, baby? Do you want me to j...rk that big cock of yours and make you fucking cum?" Oh yeah, Mom, make me fucking cum."Her hand stopped moving and wrapped around the base of my shaft tightly. The big meaty tip pulsed and a few droplets of cum began to ooze out. "Oh, not yet, baby... not yet," she whispered.Her grip loosened and her finger traced over the tip of my cock,. We had neverbeen real close but knew each other well enough. We covered up, closed oureyes and tried to fall asleep. After about 15 minutes most of the gigglingand comments had stopped and the sound of heavy breathing could be heardthroughout the room. I laid there for about another half an hour not beingable to sleep thinking about some the good times we girls had had together.Amy rolled over and readjusted. When she did her hand came to rest on myleg a little above my knee. I froze for. A hug gives the feeling that someone else cares about you, that they know what you are going though, that they are there to support you. Slowly, ever so slowly, tension fades from one's body and mind.Except that, in my case, I was unsuccessful in repressing my sexual urges and, to my utter horror, I developed a raging hard-on that insistently pushed its way up between us and made itself known to my daughter. Even trying unobtrusively to move my bottom backward to keep it from being so obvious. She once told me how 6 Korean tourists had cum on her face and then walked her naked around the bar in nothing but a pair of high heels to show off what they had done. Just thinking about my wife with all those men got my dick so fuckin hard! Especially because I envisioned myself being used like that.I had a job in a factory, and we lived in a sort of ghetto apartment complex. Sherlyn was hot and a lot of guys looked at her, some of them right in front of me. Sometime she would tell me stories.