There was quite a puddle beneath my spread thighs. I had trouble walking&hellip,have never had this experience&hellip,my pussy felt like it was fallin... out. I still had the lingering taste of my sons cum in my mouth. The next week or so was just more of the same, I came to the realization that this was my life now. He was still my son, and loved him as a son, but I was also his concubine or as Malek called me&hellip,my sons fuck bag. My daily shower with Sara offered some respite and a dose of. Then we went for the dinner ,the whol dinner I was nude in front of her and she was enjoying me as nude.We completed the dinner after it she took me to her bedroom holding my long erect tool in her hand.In the bedroom she told me to sit on her bed. as I sat ,she started sucking my 9” cock and kept sucking for more than 15 min.Then she took a handkarchief and tied it on my eyes so I was now unable to see anything. Then she came near to me and told to lick somthing those were her boobs I could. He took my hand and led me through to my bedroom. I had an enormous bed in a small room, almost going from one wall to the opposite. He lay down on it and pulled me along, I got the hint. Gently teasing him, I stroked around his cock, and cupped his balls in my hands. I pressed a finger against that sensitive bit below his balls, that I know can make a man cum really quickly. I licked my lips and closed them, not too firmly, before pressing them down onto him, so that the pressure of opening my. Sasha stepped closer to Jolene and leant down kissing Jolene passionately. “Where are you staying while you are in Britain? Because after I finish work, I’ll prove to you why you need me involved.” Sasha declared confidently and with a wink. “The chain hotel in the town you and Greg live in. Here is my number, call me when you get there okay?” Jolene replied with a bit of her confidence lost but joy filling her as she saw the plans starting to fall into place. Sasha bade her goodbye and let.