.''mom i' jim interupts'shut up don't try to deny it i know what you have been doing you dirty boy , as i was saying 'for a while now i have been find...ng your socks boxers the odd flannel and towel with your crispy jizz on them where you have been wanking off but this morning i found a pair of my knickers with your jizz on them thats going too far whats wrong with you ? do you think its ok to wank off onto your moms knickers ? well what do you have to say for yourself ?''uh it wasn't me mom i. She bit her lip, staring at his eyes as if she was trying to drill her way into his soul. "You have no idea, Todd. Now, tell me how sexy I am." You’re very fucking sexy, Mrs. Dane." Mmmmm. You like fucking me, Todd?" Yes ma’am." Mmm, you like fucking your girlfriend’s mom?" She added with a bit of venom for flavor."Fuck yeah," he replied, his eyes squeezed shut in intense pleasure."Am I hotter than my daughter? Am I a better fuck than she is?" Oh God yes, you're so much better than Becky." Then. Well one day during the summer while Dave was on a trip out of town for work, the furniture store called and said our new furniture was in. They wanted to know if they could deliver it tomorrow. I said I would be home and tomorrow would be fine. The next day I was out front working in the yard when John walked up and was making small talk. He was eye fucking me in my stretch tank top and cutoff shorts and I explained that I was happy our new furniture was getting delivered. About that time the. There were quite a few men on the bus, and I was very sure I had like 15 pairs of eyes ogling at me. I am sure a few women as well.However, I was searching for only one face. I couldn’t find the lady. I was thoroughly disappointed. I reached my office. I couldn’t concentrate on work the whole day. I was waiting for the day to get over so that I could meet this lady. Finally, the day was over, and I was anxious.There were butterflies in my stomach. I felt like a teenager again. I got on to the.