We headed downstairs, and as we descended the stairs to go outside, my cell phone went off letting me know I had a text. Scott stopped so fast I almos... ran into him. He turned and looked back at me. “Who is texting you?”“Excuse me, but I know more people than just you.” I joked.“Well fuck you too.” He snapped back, and we both laughed. “Are you going to tell me who it is?”It wasn’t that I felt ashamed of Mandy or anything; I just was not ready to share her with anybody yet. I know that might. ” He said.”Thank you…and after you change make sure you get that tool under control before you come downstairs.” She said, giving his cock another half-smiling glance.My son popped a boner for me. That’s so cute! My little sachuu the panty thief…hehe. I could be upset, but why? He’s a teenage boy doing normal teenaged things. Don’t all boys use their mother’s panties? He must have some sort of ritual after he digs them out of my laundry basket. He probably smells them…inhalling the strong. His hands tugged at her shirt, and pulled it up over her head, and her bra came away with it. He leaned back to stare at her, and gave her that rakish smile again. His head dropped to her breast and he licked and sucked deftly on her nipple. “Oh god Henry,” she moaned. “Fucking gorgeous Jules. I want to fuck you so fucking hard.” “Uhuh,” she said, as his lips returned to her chest. “As long as it feels like this I'll let you do what ever you want.” He reached down and undid his pants, his. "The man backed just inside the door and Jimmy followed, glancing discretely around for danger. He dropped to his knees on the parquet wood hall floor then gripped the man's cock in his fist, looking at it as though it was the Holy Grail."I don't know what to do," he admitted."Just lick it at first, run your tongue all over the top and round the rim."Jimmy stuck his tongue out and did as he was told.A shiver passed through the man's balls as he felt the hot wetness of the boy's tongue. After a.