"I want your cock, David," Rachel moaned, but David wasn't finished tonguing her, so he swung her legs up on the couch and straddled her head so she c...uld do whatever she wanted with his cock while he continued to suck her clit. Rachel looked up at his throbbing cock, a glistening pearl of fluid leaking out of the tip. She groaned and reached up to lick it off, then ran her tongue around the head, down the shaft to his balls. She took one in her mouth at a time, sucking gently, getting them. Her flashes were just to glaring to think she didn’t know she was showing them all her sexy parts. The other part is that she would do anything for her children. She didn’t date very much, and she fawned over her kids, as well as their friends. He also knew that the next dare from Brad would be to feel his mother. Scott figured that Mrs. Johnson would talk to his mother. It was always that way. If one mother knew what was going on the other mother would know within the hour.The three teenagers. ‘Just for the weekend…And THEN it’s back to normal…’ My eyes closed as I leaned in and my lips met hers. It had only been a few short hours, but my body had missed her touch. Our lips parted simultaneously, and our tongues danced around. I was locked in a tender, loving embrace with my daughter in the middle of a freezing cold lake. I took my right hand from her waist and moved it up her back side, up to the nape of her neck as I pulled her in tighter to me and kissed her even harder. She. You’re Dave somebody.” She looked at the Harley. “You’re supposed to be riding around the country on a motorcycle. The place you live is called the Circle. I’ve seen you on television.”The other girl announced, “He was just in People magazine. He’s the father of Ashley Steerman’s kids.”Dave bowed, “Yep, that’s me. You want to see ID? I left her this morning after a concert we did in Jackson.”Both nodded. Dave pulled out his wallet and passed the whole thing to them open to his driver’s license..