I smiled at him sweetly then adjusted my top so that more cleavage showed above the scoop. ‘Do you have a girl friend?’ I asked. ‘No. I’m not ...eeing anyone right now.’ ‘I seem to be making you nervous.’ ‘Nervous isn’t quite the word for it. Let’s just say I was glad when you turned eighteen so I didn’t feel like such a pedophile. You seemed to have changed quite a bit since you’ve gotten out of the hospital.’ ‘I don’t remember anything from before that. How have I changed?’ ‘You always were a. It was very obvious as I was wearing jogging bottoms. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Mary was glancing at the growing bulge in my pants. I glanced over at her and caught her looking at my stiff cock in my pants. I asked her what she thought of the programme, she said it was very graphic and didn't leave a lot to the imagination, and that it seemed to be having an effect on me. We both smiled, and I adjusted my growing cock to be more comfortable.After a short while, Mary said she. "Then let's get started," I say as I stand up and walk over and position myself in front of Wendy. Her dress, also short, was up almost to her crotch and I was pleased with what I saw. Reaching down I placed my hands on her knees. I felt her flinch a bit and you apparently noticed it too."Relax and let yourself go," you tell Wendy affirmatively.My hands slide slowly up her legs. Now at mid-thigh, I squeeze her flesh gently. "Hmmmm. Nice and firm, just like Sue's!" I state calmly to Wendy as my. Pull harder!" Chris followed her order and pulled her hair harder, letting him fuck her harder. He reached a hand under her and squeezed a soft, heavy, oily tit. He was close to cumming. He looked down at the tramp stamp. He'd never seen it from this angle. "Are you ready to cum in mommy?" Carrie's husky voice was breathless and jolty as she was pounded by her son. "Oh, god yesss..." Chris hissed. He shoved her onto her stomach and his mother squeezed her legs together. He had a.