Anytime you want me, I'm ready." I said breathlessly. I shifted again in my seat, I had never been so horny in all my life. As I did, my skirt shifted...higher on my thighs, and I watched as his eyes traced the path from my knees to the hem of my skirt. I don't know what came over me, but I couldn't help myself. "Why just look, when you can touch?" I asked as I grabbed his hand and laid it on my upper thigh. His pinky finger was slightly under my skirt and just inches from my aching lips. Oh God. She realized her tits were hanging slightly to the side as she lay back as the result of gravity; the same gravity that made them push down upon themselves and flatten somewhat.The extraordinarily horny mother watched her 15-year-old son watching her. Her breath rapid, she pulled up her knees with her thighs still shut, and hoped he liked the sight of the cunt bulging between her thighs as she raised her legs up.'Watch it, son. Look at that hairy snatch of mine, ' Steph thought to. ” Amy did scream louder. My cock stretched her out and I was rubbing against her clit. She strained to spit the gag out and I shoved it back into her mouth. Her hips were bucking into me, and her underage vagina messaged my cock harder and faster. It clenched and squeezed almost painfully.“That’s not loud enough baby.” I whispered harshly into her ear. “I think you like taking daddy cock, don’t you?”I pulled back to watch her shake her head insistently, her eyes on mine begging, but undercut. I had a flash of sanity and I almost stopped her. But then I let out a sigh and started moving her hand again. I feel like such an idiot, Frank." It's o.k., Pete. Really." He looked at me, still seeming nervous. I wondered whether I should tell him about Amber, but I decided to wait. "So, what happened then?" She jerked me harder, for another minute or so. Then she leaned her face close to me and whispered in my year. 'Daddy Peter ... I can't stop thinking about you. I want you inside me. I.