When I saw, no, felt Dan's eyes caress me, my heart fluttered. Then it almost stopped completely, BECAUSE HE WAS COMING OVER!I will not write what was...said between us, not because it is not important or interesting, but because I hardly remember it myself. I remember him knowing my name, which I did not expect. I remember him telling me how wonderful I looked, and I, returning the compliment. The fact that I had been drinking a lot did not help either. I had had a large glass of wine before. “Get off of me now, I have to go back now. Your dad is waiting for me.” I said.He pulled out of me and got off the bed. I grabbed my bra and blouse and putted them back on before I left his room to go back to my husband. My husband wasn’t happy that I stay longer than expected in my son’s room, but I took the initiative to jump his bones and we fucked hard and long, I cum hard. After we made love, while we were lying on our bed, I kept thinking about my son’s request to eat my pussy. I can’t. You tap your cock against my rosebud and I feel you begin to move forward and press it harder against my boy pussy. There is resistance from my muscle and you sense this and pull back, then at the same time you slap my cheek again and drive forwards. I instinctively relax at the slap and you push hard into me and I gasp as your wonderful cock is fully inside me. You rock backwards and forwards, holding me by my hips to give you leverage, gently at first and then with increasing power,. “Yes, ma'am.”The dark canopy of the night was broken only by the small garden lights that ran beside where we sat relaxing.“So, is this how we're going to do things?” Nancy rhetorically asked after a sip of her wine.“If it pleases you, I'm happy with it.”“But how do you feel about it?”Her tone told me that she wanted a straight answer. She wanted to know exactly how I felt and what I wanted.“Promise not to get upset?” I asked.“Depends,” she replied. “You say you want me to start pole dancing,.