" Look, I really don't want to create a stir," I told him, trying to temper both his excitement and any attempt on his part to get me to confess to mo...e than I wanted to. "Everyone has the wrong impressions about this. I'd really appreciate it if you wouldn't give the story any more credence." I'll tell you what," he said, his voice suddenly turning friendly and reassuring, "how about if you come down and I'll interview you? You can provide your own side of the story." Now THAT got my. I slid in comfortably and realized that I really enjoyed looking down at a hot tight butt framed by sexy lingerie regardless of the wearers gender. This was fucking hot. I reached under and started playing with his cock while I fucked him. I should have been paying attention behind me because she was busy with a strap on belt. I thought maybe we were going to fuck him on both ends but her fake dick was meant for me. She lubed it and slipped it in me without me even breaking stride. I couldn't. She lay there on her back with the front of her skirt thrown up to her waist. As he saw his mothers pussy hair sticking out from each side of the gusset of her bikini panties, the marijuana kicked in from "feeling good" to "feeling randy" and he knelt on the floor between her overhanging legs and pulled her panty gusset to one side and stuck his middle finger up her pussy. Who knows whether it was the shock of him doing this or for whatever reason she did not stop him and when he rubbed her. But now I got to demean him, now and forever, and maybe get a little release myself, in the process. As I began to untie my shoes, my cock started swelling at the thought of John sucking me off.While I removed my shoes and socks, John started shaking the bottle of pink nail polish. Once I was done, I placed the soles of my bare feet on his knees so that he could begin his work. I let him get about three toes into it and saw that he was practically panting like a dog in heat. About that time.