Michele knew her son would come very quickly if she stroked him too hard. She wrapped her fingers around his penis and squeezed; it felt hot and spong... to touch; she explored his glans with her fingertip, running them around the corona and teasing his frenulum with a long fingernail. Her son’s penis pulsed in her hand.“Please Mom,” David pleaded for release and began to lift his hips up and down; trying to fuck his mother’s hand.Michele smiled; her panties were soaked and she could smell her. First I needed to know about Jeffrey. And whether he was the first or if there had been others. I told her she needed to be honest with me or I was ready to end the marriage, then and there. "Johnny. You don't know. You can't feel the way I feel. Did you know, ever since that first time we were together alone I have had mixed feelings about sex with you? You came just from a touch. You were an adult and you seemed almost a child when it came to sex. I've never since seen you really blossom into. My cock feels like it's stretching you out, coming from all the way out to all the way in, in one hard push, letting it sit there briefly before pulling it back out slowly. *smack* across your ass.My finger keeps pace as it to pulls and loosens your ass hole, making it easier for my cock later to get squeezed in.I can feel you're ready to cum, as I begin to thrust you harder and faster. I push finger deep in your ass and pull down so I can feel my dick filling your pussy, as you cum I can feel. That's the thought you have as you pull into his driveway, with a turkey casserole in your passenger seat and your evening out on your mind. Sure, Neil works more than full time at the factory and is a good provider for his wife, but he can't do anything useful around the house. He doesn't clean, he doesn't cook. He does mow the lawn regularly, but that's probably just because he thinks it's butch to play with any tool that has a gasoline engine. If the kitchen stove could be made to run at 250.