WATCHED ALITTLE PORN AND TALKED TO SOME OF THE HORNY GUYS HERE ON HAMSTER. WAS THINKING OF GOING TO BED, BUT NOT TIRED, SO I GOT IN THE TUB, FOR A REL...XING BATH. WELL I WAS IN THERE I GOT OUT MY FAVORITE DILDO AND BEGAN TO PLAY, I GUESS I WAS SO FOCUSED I DIDNT HERE MY SON COME IN THE HOUSE. I REALLY DIDNT NOTICE TILL THE DOOR SQUEAKED OPEN ABIT, I WAS INSTANTLY FRIGHTENED, I YELLED WHOS THERE, AND TREATEN TO CALL POLICE, MY SON NICK, ANNOUNCED IT WAS HIM, HE NEEDED TO USE THE TOILET, BUT COULD. She told me that all she could think about while driving was letting me fuck her again. Those three years that we had sex as teenagers was apparently very fresh in her mind and had given her something nice to think about as her marriage crumbled around her. She said that the truck had a vibration that stimulated her to an orgasm about every hour keeping her panties constantly moist.Cynthia and the girls used just one room that first night and slept in a king size bed together. She called me and. A very teary little boy with a red face walked out rubbing his evidentlyvery sore bottom and took a seat beside me. His mom stared at him untilhe asked, in the lowest volume he could muster, that Andrea make himpretty, please. His mom smiled and went back to her styling chair.His hair was shorter than mine, only just above his sholders. She blow-dried it straight and curled all the ends under all around. Because hehad no bangs, she used a couple of bobby pins to open up an elegant v-shape on. "Helen told me she was going toleave everything in the house, even her clothes. She said you could wearthem if you wanted to. She said that you probably would. She called you asissy." She kissed me again. "I think a lot of boys try on their girl-friend's underwear," she went on. "But wanking doesn't make you a sissy,does it?" We kissed again. Her hand slipped between my legs. Icompliantly parted my legs to allow her fingers to explore. "I'm glad shefollowed my suggestion though," said Ann as.