Make your Mommy cum. She deserves it.”“I will, Grandma,” Harry said. He thrust his tongue deep into my twat.I gasped. My tongue flicked across m... lips. My mouth itched. I was feeling good, but what about my son? I wanted to do such naughty things to him. I wanted to love him all night. I humped against him, this desire swelling and swelling in me.“Let me suck your cock,” I moaned.He lifted his head from my pussy, my juices glistening on his lips. “But ... I mean ... You haven’t cum...” Then he. You know the one thing certain in this is; I'll never let Cameron into my life again. I knew all along it was wrong, but I didn't know how to change. This conversation with you has given me the impetus to make more changes." We went down stairs. Franny and Becky were ready to leave. Pattie was going with us. Helen said she would be up to get her on Sunday.We had both cars here, so Fran rode with me, leaving the two girls in the car behind us. We reached home at six. I set the alarm for nine and. She took several gasps of breath as I shot my load into her. After the first pulse she pulled off my cock and spun round taking my pulsing cock in her mouth swallowing down the remainder of my seed. When I finished she somehow managed to coax the last drops of cum onto her tongue. Then she knelt up and french kissed me and gave me some of my cream, Meanwhile Brian had positioned himself under Jane and was frantically licking her pussy and probing it to find her clit and my sperm. She gasped. I rose from the table and began cleaning the kitchen against her vehement protests, but I managed to convince her to go and get dressed so I could show her a little of the city.I was just putting the last dish in the cupboard when Clarissa joined me again. This time she wore a pretty blue sundress and we left the house to spend a quiet Saturday out on the town. To my surprise about the only things she was interested in were the old churches and their lovely stained glass windows, the parks, and.