“Open your eyes.” Roberta’s voice was salacious and welcoming.She had straddled my face, I was draped in her dress but the interior was ablaze t...anks to the light on her phone that I now realized rested on my chest. Inches from my eyes, mouth and nose was her unmatched sex spot.“You can look but you are absolutely not allowed to touch.”How did a woman so young, have such a brilliant understanding of delicious cruelty? How could my wants and needs be so blatant to her? It was nothing short of. "Don't tell me it's that big naturally."I laughed. "I wish."Mom whistled. "You've figured out how to do that already?" What do you mean?" I asked.Dad laughed. "He doesn't even get it." Turning to look at me, stroking a cock that was even bigger than mine, he said, "Most of us look good when we drop our mortal disguises. Over time, the difference tends to get bigger, both because our everyday forms naturally become less attractive as we age but also because the baseline for our other selves. She told me John had diabetis and could seldom get it up anymore and had suggested bringing someone else into their marriage. I asked what she thought about it and she looked me up and down and said seeing me it was tempting. I took her in my arms and kissed her and she was breathing heavy right away. I reached around and started unzipping the back of her dress and she was almost panting saying she shouldn't be doing this and I said "you know you need it don't you Anne?" as I pulled her top. My nipples were so erect that they can make a hole in my padded bra. She was softly pressing my boob and licking my lower lip. My left hand slipped into her shorts, and she is surprisingly wet.I immediately touched her clitoris, and she let out a soft moan with that. I didn’t want to finger her yet. I was only rubbing her clit. She kept pressing my boobs, licking my neck, and trying to unzip my shorts. She struggled a bit but finally unzipped my shots and reached beneath my panty.I couldn’t.