Before we got on the freeway he asked if I had came from a girlfriends house and i told him no from a bf and he turned and looked at me and said did y...u say “bf” i said no a friend and he said okay sorry iI heard wrong. After i said why do you have something against them and he said no That he had friends and that he didnt care. So we kept driving and we kept talking and he asked if I was hungry before he dropped me off I said theres a McDonalds down my street and he said that he would get me. But I was even more interested in seeing his dick now that it was slightly bigger than before, much like my own in terms of size, and yet his dick somehow always seemed a bit longer than mine.When we first came for a swim about a week earlier, I couldn't help but stare at Sean's dick whenever we were changing in and out of our swim trunks. It would only be a quick glimpse at his dick because I was afraid of what he would say if he noticed me staring at it. I especially didn't want this to mess. I told her that I knew little bit about how to read palms and tell the future. She was surprised.Without asking her, I took her palm, went closer to her and pretended to read it. I held her hand with both hands and caressed it with my fingers. She seemed to enjoy it. Still holding her hand, I looked at her and said – you are not a friendly girl, you need to become more friendly to succeed. She was taken aback a bit, and asked how can she be more friendly? I immediately put one hand around her. She managed another weak plea, "Oh god, Ryan, no! We can't, we can't do this. You're my son!" And with that, he lowered her down on his shaft, spreading her beyond what she had ever experienced before. "Oh god!!! Oh Fuck! No!" And with that she locked her legs around his waist and he buried his 9 inch cock deep inside her pussy. Ashley cried out loud with both pleasure and pain as she processed the fact that her own son had just penetrated her soaking wet pussy, and it felt spectacular. She.