I’d rather be blowing him instead. I asked him if he would like some coffee and I was a little surprised that when I got up to fix it, he dro...ped his bag and gave me a hug. I slipped my arms around him and hugged him back, enjoying the closeness of his body and feeling his hardon pressed against me. Grinding into it, relishing the feel of his erection against my crotch, I moaned softly “Oh my, that feels wonderful. You really are glad to see me.” Remembering what worked the last time, I. Tho a bit nervous, I let him continue, then reached over and did the same, gradually lowering his Jockeys until we had our underpants down around our ankles. We started fondling and caressing and wound up with him laying on top of me.With nothing more than instinct for guidance I guess, he pressed his cock and balls against mine and we started moving together. Well, I was totally flipped. There I was, with one of the best looking guys in school naked in my arms, with his hard penis against my. As Caleb moved over her, his long, soft hair brushed her face. She hooked it aside and brought his lips crashing down onto hers. With the taste of him still in her mouth, she lashed her tongue against his and the intensity of their sex inched up the ladder. Caleb was now moving quickly, driving his full length into her every time. The bed was rocking as he swung his weight upwards like the prize fighter. Ginger dug her nails into his shoulders and hung on for dear life.He could feel her body. The night had been a wonder of lustful abandon. She had experienced sensations that she had only dreamed about in her darkest fantasies. She had seen her two 16-year-old daughters used as sex toys by her best girlfriend, and her transgendered son, Michelle. Her own 17 -year-old son, Kyle, was now her incestuous lover, Kylie. The two of them had shared their bodies over and over this wonderful night. She was in the deepest and most erotic lust possible with him. She wanted nothing more than to.