“Mom, your hand feels so good,” I answered and returned my attention to her breast.“Tell me, son, what’s the kinkiest thing you ever thought a...out me?” my mother asked.“I like to think that I’m between your legs and that we kiss passionately,” I responded.“When you say that you’re between my legs, what do you mean exactly?” my mom inquired.“I would think about being inside of you, having my hard cock in your pussy,” I replied. “I would kiss you and make love to you until I came inside of. I stared at the teapot, is this what my life is going to be like? A series of little things constantly reminding me of what I've lost, of what I once had. Oh I hope not.Then I pondered my long hours of sleep. That was a surprise. I didn't expect a good night's sleep for weeks or months or maybe never again. And then on the very first night I had hours of dreamless sleep. Was my collapse into total crying and sobbing a cathartic period that will let me move on, and at least sleep at night? Or. She moaned and I got stiffer, feeling my scrotum tighten while she rocked her hips and her juices seeped over my chin.Then she released a really loud, long groan. “Yesss… that’s right… oh yes, I’ve dreamed about this for so long.”‘What?’ I thought. ‘For how long?’I could hear other moans and voices coming from the poolside and I glimpsed Mr Jones thrusting doggy style into his eldest daughter. “Yes, daddy,” shrieked Sally, “give it to me… harder… much harder.” Richard was also fucking Rachel. Anyway one weekend my mate and his dad took buying trip to Belgium I hadn't seen him for a couple of days so hadn't herd. I was bored on Saturday ( only 4 channels on TV no inter net ) I was just killing time in the back lane when looking over towards the fields on the hill where my mates dad had his stables I saw someone out in the field with the two mares and the old stallion he had at that time. So I headed off across the fields hoping to find life more fun at the stables. As I crossed the.