I feel his finger slip in and though I should protest it just feels to good.In fact as he is fingering me I start to rock my hips back and forth tryin... to get more of his finger. What does he do, he stops.I mumble out please don't stop. I hear him say "Oh you like that". Does it feel good? I focus and say yes. He gets me up on my hands and knees and gets behind me and I again feel his fingers and something else being rubbed up and down my hole. What can I say it is feeling really. Her 18 year old son had expanded her sexual universe.Jamie was wet with arousal as she recalled 69ing with her son. Her heart rate increased and a light sheen of sweat appeared on her forehead. She shivered as the thought of the sheer intimacy of that act. Your lover’s cock pulsing in your mouth while his tongue invaded your nether regions, the oral sharing of those intimate bodily fluids could not be more erotic. That was followed by the swelling as you felt his seed engorge his penis, then to. My gown was resting high on my thighs, allowing me to see everything Dr. Nelson was seeing, just from a different point of view.He made his way to the foot of the exam table, sat down and reached for the light that was attached to the mobile table. He positioned the light and turned it on before making a final adjustment.I couldn't believe how bright that small light was. I could clearly see my wetness glistening off of my pussy lips, and there was no doubt Dr. Nelson seen it as well.I wanted. As I entered the hall, I heard the TV on, though very low. I went to the living room and Traci was sitting up, watching the late show, covering herself with a blanket. I asked her if she would like some hot chocolate and she said, “I’d love some. Thank you. The mix is in the cupboard next to the fridge.” After making us each a cup, I brought them into the living room. Traci pulled one arm out from under the blanket which was up around her neck and took it from me. She took a sip and thanked me..