”I smiled demurely, at least as demurely as you can when you are naked in someone’s kitchen. “Thank you, sir. I know I have a lot to learn, but ... hope you see how eager I am to please you.”“I do, indeed. And, that is why I know you will be a good slut.”He discussed the day ahead. There would be lots of fucking. He wanted me to experience more fucking than I ever have. I chuckled and assured him that has already happened. He smiled but told me it will continue. His only limitation would be his. I didn't have any more beer in the fridge in the garage so I said lets go inside the house. Well my wife didn't know they where there and that we where coming in , she had just finished her shower and was painting her toe nails on the couch. She was wearing a pair of terry cloth shorts and an old Pigeon Forge cruise in t shirt. The shorts are white and her legs are dark tanned. She is very much a "girly" girl..I mean she loves being a girl to the point that it's a full time job doing what ever. He’s my son,” Charlene begged.“Show him! Or get out!” Russell demanded.Reluctantly, and with tears running down her pretty face, she lowered the sheet, exposing her nude breasts to her son. Clay stood there staring at his mother’s beautiful D-cup breasts, with her hard nipples sticking out. He had never thought about her sexually until now. Russell saw that he had a tremendous hard-on pushing against his school pants.“Have you ever had your dick sucked by a beautiful woman?” Russell asked the. Leslie’s coos turned to deep, guttural moans as she pushed her ass cheeks hard against my thumb for minutes until I pulled out and plunged my tongue into her asshole and began rimming her sloppily and then fingering her with my index finger and then added my middle finger to her loosening asshole.Her anus was now open for my throbbing cock and I eased my purple head in. Leslie relaxed, this seemed familiar to her, so I pushed my dick steadily up her ass until it was halfway in and then I.