He spent a month each summer with his dad, and about every third weekend when he felt like it. I had asked Doug about it and he stated that he felt if...he enforced the court ruling of every other weekend he would push his son away so he let him come when he felt like it. At any rate Doug found the gym shorts and T-shirt and we were ready to go in short order.I suggested that maybe we should drive to Brownwood where Roberta could do a little shopping. Roberta said that would be great, that she. He was smiling, ‘What about folk rock?’ ‘Dylan, Crocce, Cat Stevens, Carol King, and some Marvin Gay.’ ‘Mercy, Mercy Me, sounds like you’ve got taste Christina.’ She laughed, god she almost giggled like Julliette she felt so good, ‘What you got?’ she asked. ‘Well I didn’t bring much along, but I might have a few that you’d like.’ She didn’t realize that she had taken a couple of steps toward him as they were talking. He really was good looking, square jaw, unblemished skin, deep blue eyes and. Oh shit these feels so fucking good around my cock! Oh shit Hunter, you are gonna love sliding your cock into mom's pussy!" "Ryan no. This might be going too far...I'm your mom. You shouldn't fuck me!" But Ryan was too lost in the pleasure of having his cock inside a very tight pussy, his mom's pussy. He slid his cock in and out of my pussy, very slowly at first, I could tell he was really enjoying fucking me, enjoying the feeling of my pussy around his hard cock. He just kept moaning oh yeah,. After all I am the one that got him all worked up in the first place andisn't that what a proper young lady should've done? If I am in for apenny I am in for a pound because I will have to be convincing!"Aunt Jean uncontrollable giggling: "We are going to have an absoluteblast Sweetheart."Darla: "When did I become Sweetheart?"Aunt Jean: when I laced you into that corset you never complained andthen when the nylons made you quiver and you described the feeling of theeffects of the dress I knew.