My clittieimmediately stiffened and I felt light headed.I put on some typical boy clothes and went down to the kitchen for somecereal. I heard noise ...rom upstairs that told me that mom had come homesometime last night and was up early. She sometimes worked at Angie'ssalon on Saturdays for extra cash (which she would blow right away), and Iguessed that this Saturday was no different. I heard a mans voice and twosets of footsteps on the stairs. I guess mom had company again, and I musthave. I push it in slowly, inch by inch to make the pleasurelast longer. Just when I’m all the way in, I slowlystart pulling it out. Making mommy want her son’s cockmore!” he said with a hint of arrogance. “Slap!,” Candace replied. “Mommy slapped her son forbeing such a fucking tease!!! My bastard husband will behome soon and my son will not get his mommy if he keepsscrewing around.” “Oh, fuck! How does Mommy like my cock pushing deep intoher slutty. Without a seconds' thought I pulled the cami-top of my pyjamas over my head leaving me in a revealing lacy white bra and pyjama bottoms. 'MMMMMMM...they look nice....squeeze them for me.' Flyboy typed. As if hypnotised I obeyed; squeezing and stroking my large mammaries as he tugged at his cock and hairy balls making it grow fatter and longer.'If you take your bra off I'll jerk off.... just for you.' Flyboy told me.The opportunity to watch a nice looking guy actually wank for me was a turn on. " And dhat is vhy you comb to me," Sonya Karpinyi had said. Sonya,smoldering Sonya, as good in bed as she was on the screne. He knew thatmuch to be true; they'd starred together in four movies, happily sleepingtogether during the shooting of all four. They'd separated with a shrugand a handshake. They were _movie stars_, after all.Before _SOUND_.Sonya's problem with "Talkies" had been different, a thick "Hongar-ri-yinaggzent" that limited her to minor parts at best. She'd had the courageto.