We had such great sex that night and I still had bite marks he had left on my inner thigh.Coming back to the present, I felt turning even more horny, ...etting myself ready for my son, thinking about how his father fucked me.I touched my clean shaven pussy lips, imagining my son licking me with his wet tongue. It had turned sour and was again leaking wet like never before.I wanted my son so badly that moment, I wanted to feel his young hot body against my naked self. I wanted to know the taste of. Instead she licked my chin, and then held my head with both hands and looked me straight in the eyes. ‘This is really dirty. You’re younger than my son and I want you to cum in me tonight.’ At which point I nearly lost it. ‘I want to cum in you and on you! Keep telling me what you want,’ I said. ‘I really wanna be a slut tonight. I want to do everything my daughter has been telling me I’m missing. I want to suck your cock before I kiss you. I want to give you the sloppiest dirtiest blowjob. She listened to her friend begin to moan around the thick cock head and sighed as her tongue flicked out across her nipples. ‘Yeah, Linds. Show me how much you like my surprise I brought you.’ Lindsey didn’t speak but looked up at Tara and grinned around the cock in her mouth. The redhead put one arm under her breasts to hold them up against the monster cock in front of her and moved her free hand down between Tara’s toned thighs. She cupped her hand against her friend’s humid mound and slid a. I hadn't prepared myself for this moment - maybe I had deliberately avoided thinking about it - and my first thought was not, what do I think of her? but rather, does she think I’m acceptable for her? After all, I had been the last one left to pick. But then again, so was she.I looked back up and saw a bemused but perhaps skeptical expression on her face. She said, “You look a little flummoxed.”I should have finessed a better answer, but all I could say was, “That’s because I am.” I could have.