From the colourful lights blinking about the room from the Christmas tree, he could see his mother’s head nod back and forth and her large brown eye... roll in disappointment. At eighteen years old, Jake was quite mature for his age and knew the situation his father had put him and his mother in. His father had been terminated from his job last month and spent all his free time getting drunk. His mother worked a part-time job as a waitress at the local diner, but that was not enough income for a. She told me they did not want to know even my name. Then she kissed me passionately. I cupped the back of head and made her lay onto the bed. Soon her bra was out of her body and she took my underwear off. Her nipples were hard as the mature lady lay on her back… She oiled up her hand up with some lube and grasped my cock. It grew hard and I groaned as she stroked it back and forth.While she was getting my dick hard, the woman reached down and played with her neatly-trimmed pussy. I joined her. She doesn’t want to have more kids, so no more kid – I replied. And how about sex – she asked. Not that much, but still we enjoy thoroughly whenever we had sex – I said.Unknowingly our conversation shifted to sex, I saw that she was enjoying it. She asked me what all thing I do in sex. I told her how I used to suck my wife nipples, lick her clitoris and pussy, and lick her buttock and ass. She was blushing when I told her how I and my wife use to do oral sex, face sitting, and anal sex and. I’m literally so fucking excited. I want him. I want him to help me forget about everything and just...be with me. All week I’ve been drowning, but now I feel like someone’s island. And I want this. Before I can pull his dick out, however, he pushes me back against the bed and kisses me hard. Eugene feels incredible against me. Foreign and different than what I’ve had lately, but before that can form into a thought, I gasp for air and moan. “Take me,” I whisper, the first words to be spoken.