"Where were you Cameron?" she asked. "I was out with Ben, why?" I asked. "Oh really then why did Ben say he hadn't seen you?" She said with her arms c...ossed. "I had to call Missy Cameron. To ask if she knew where you were. He grandmother just died and I had to scare her by saying you were missing. So now you're gonna tell me the truth! Where were you?" I looked around in a panic. Hoping for any way out of my situation. "I was...umm...I was..." "He was with me." Natalie said coming up from. I had arranged to drive up on the Tuesday and spend the night returning home on the Wednesday. The day arrived and I left home about 10.30 arriving at Danielle’s parents’ home at about 1.00 in the afternoon. It was a nice house set in a residential area. I had called to say I was there, and Danielle had left the front door ajar. I pushed the door open and walked in. Danielle was standing in the hallway waiting for me, dressed in a fishnet and lace bodysuit with her porky little feet crammed. “That’s it, mommy. Ride my big cock like a good slut,” he encouraged as he grabbed my hips.“It’s so good, baby,” I cooed, trying to catch my breath, “your cock’s so good.”It didn’t dawn on me that my son called me a slut and I couldn’t recall a time when another guy had called me that. I didn’t care though. I was a slut. I was his slut. And I wanted to be his slut.I bounced on him harder and faster, thrusting my hips forwards and backward and around in circles over him. The squishy sound of his. From a man.As unnatural as kissing another girl seemed, it instantly becametolerable when I tasted the Captain's cum inside Nora's mouth. It wasso salty, so warm. it wasn't gross like kissing another girl at all.And after a few seconds, it was like we both realized that this wasprobably turning our man on..so we put some effort into it and made itlook like we were enjoying it. I was just trying to get every bit ofthe delicious salty cum as I could."Good girls," said Captain Richards. "So.