Her make-up was slutty inthe extreme, shiny dark red lips and sparkling blue eye shadow. She wascertainly gorgeous, indeed a moment of lust flashed ac...oss my mind. If Iwasn't getting married this weekend, I thought, then I would definitely gofor a girl like her, before realising what a stupid thought that was givenwhere I was, bouncing up and down on my schoolfriend's hard cock whiledressed in a corset and stockings. Right now, however, I, along with therest of the room, stopped what I was. "Her voice broke. Tears of sympathy, empathy, welled in my own eyes, and my voice softened, dropped to a whisper, as I attempted to caress her with the sound if not my fingers. "Mom, no. You didn't use me. It was just ... you were so beautiful, are so beautiful, so irresistible, and the way I feel about you, I just ... just..." I trailed off, as words failed me. "And mom, you were ... unbelievable. Indescribable. I loved it, loved you. The feel of you, the taste of you, the sight and sound of. I was about to release my stream into the loo when Tara walked in "Ooops sorry" she said unconvincingly. "That’s alright Tara" I replied, “I guess we just get used to leaving the door open when it’s just the two of us, habit I suppose". Her eyes never left my maleness as I begun to pee, "Oh God can I?" she left the question hanging as she approached hand outstretched, "I've always wanted to.........." her hand replaced mine and directed my stream "Oh God" she repeated. I slowed to a stop and. “What?”“I don’t know. I just suddenly felt there was a reason to wake. You?” she said“Same, something is up. I doubt if it’s good news”What was it? The extra quiet? The different background noises? What was it? He washed the smell of sex off his body, cast a longing look at the lithe, smooth, slim, sexy body lying in bed looking at him. He hadn’t actually been told there was anything wrong, could he have a quick fuck? Maybe get her to suck him off to stop spilling and leaking? Could he? There.