" Laura slid closer to his body, then she lifted herself up, one hand firmly holding her boyfriend's cock. Jan smirked. He knew what she was doing."Ba...e, that's just so... ahh!!!" Jan groaned the moment she slid herself over his cock. "Bet you want to touch me now, don't you, hot stuff?" Laura asked with a grin as she began to move up and down his cock."But you don't get to." Laura continued to say. "I love you babe." Jan grinned. "I love you too, I'm sorry I whipped your most proud bodypart.". I kept hearing her voice over the next several days as I prepared for my trip. ‘Whatever will ah do?’ And so one night, just before I left, I wrote her a story. I thought about her fantasy, and what she had told me, about her height, her curves, and the perfume she wore. I closed my eyes and remembered the phone calls we had shared, and what she most liked to hear. I wrote it down, and then rewrote it, and rewrote it again. I didn’t sleep that night, bothered by the need to get it just right –. Rachel was in absolute heaven, her achingly pretty face tense with pleasure. Her hips writhed involuntarily on her girlfriend's lap, anxious for some attention. But Talia just kept teasing, her slender fingers dipping between Rachel's legs and ever so softly brushing across the girl's lace underwear.Impatient, Rachel stabbed a hand down the waistband of her panties and began strumming her own clit, punctuating each jerk of her wrist with a loud whimper.The erection in my jeans turned to. Fucked...my...mother.I was mortified...I was bewildered...I was in awe.I fucked my mother.Yet, I wasn't repulsed, I was excited.I began pedalling home pondering what I was going to do with this precious information. There was no way I wasn't going to fuck her again. The idea of fucking her without a wall between us was appealing and I felt my cock instantly harden as I played the many various possibilities that existed in my mind.To my surprise, Mom's car was in the driveway when I got home..