.. ! Who? Who would you want it to be? A total stranger? Would you’d beckon him over and take his cock in your mouth. Imagine how that would feel, m...m? My cock in your pussy and a stranger’s cock in your mouth?”Sam kicked the door close. His hands slid over his mom’s belly pooch to the zipper on her shorts. He undid the clasp and began pushing her Bermuda’s down.“Stop Sam! Your father... ! Please don’t make me... !” Her son’s description of being caught fucking had her body vibrating. How would. This, he knew. He’d kissed her before, and more than once, and he remembered every single second of it, every single thing she seemed to like. Her lips were soft against his, her tongue tentative, not intrusive, but questing and offering of itself at the same time. Her moisture intoxicated him. Fleetingly, he wondered if she responded in the same manner. He thought she might but he didn’t know.As it had before, his hand found its way almost without his conscious movement to hold Sandrine’s. I kissed her upper lip and then proceeded to her lower lip – slowly and steadily while gradually increasing my pace.My hands in the meanwhile were fondling her back, going down every second making way towards her perfect ass.When my hands reached my neighbour’s ass, she stopped and pulled away and bit her lips, threw her hands around my neck herself on me. We were passionately making out in the balcony, lost in our world.My hands explored the inside of her gown, exploring her legs, her creamy. Jerking off was always good, but I was yearning for the real thing. The problem was, that every time I went out on a date, it just didn't feel right. Sometimes it ended up with sex, but it always seemed empty. One date in particular ended up badly, and I came home early.Lexi was sitting on the couch in a skimpy pair of shorts and a tight t-shirt. I could see her nipples pressing through the cotton. I flopped down on the couch next to her. "Daddy," she asked, "you're home early. What.