Tim playing with my breasts and me masturbating him was as far as things had gone. As warped as it may sound, I was proud that I was keeping our dalli...nce at what I referred to as a reasonable level of harmless fun.Terry: “Tim ... I want to try oral sex when you come over this weekend.”Tim: “You want me to go down on you?”Terry: “You jerk, you already do that. I want to go down on you this time.”Tim: “That would feel so good. I wish you were here to do it to me right now.”Terry: “Me too, Honey.. The time really passed quickly; we had quite a bit to drink; which sort of loosened our inhibitions I guess. Kelly had lit a cigarette; took a long seductive drag; she was looking at me; she exhaled the smoke; she leaned forward then kissed me lightly on the lips. She then put her hand on my leg; she slid it to my groin ever so lightly rubbed my cock in my pants with her fingernails. I never stopped her this time and I lightly kissed her back. I took my left hand and very gently felt her. I stroked him slowly as I got used to the awkward angle. A chill washed over me, the hairs on my arms and neck stood up, and my pussy flooded with extra wetness as I kept eye contact with him. It was so intense.I bobbed my head over him faster, sucking with all my might. After five or six strokes, he pulled out, gripped my chin, and lifted my face up so he could take good aim with his cock. Another thick strand of saliva stretched from my lips to his tip. He leaned back, and the drool sagged. If he could see his son with his fingers deep in his mother's pussy, I don't really know what he would do. My whole body was starting to respond to his fingers. Without warning he pulled his fingers out of me. I felt disappointed. That didn't last long. My son started unbuttoning my dress. He started at the top button and was working his way down to the bottom button. As he was unbuttoning my dress I could feel the cool air from the car's air conditioner. It made my nipples even harder. I felt.