She removed my hands from her firm thighs and turned slowly and looked me in the eye, "I missed you last night." "Who was she, and... how was she?" sh... said as she pulled out of my embrace and walked toward the table where breakfast was laid out. I stood there with my rock-hard prick sticking out of my robe amazed by this turn of events. Could my mother be jealous?"Ester Jackson!" she almost choked on her coffee. "You mean Coach Jackson's wife?" "Well yes" I replied quietly. "She is also my. I made my way around to get a picture of her lifting, but noticed her dress was up high exposing those panties, they were thin, white, and very fucking sexy They were stretched over her pretty little pussy, her clit was exposed through them, and I was instantly rock hard.I made my way over to her and asked, turned on are you?Kind of she said, you would not think it, but the smell in here kind of does that. I immediately reached and ran my finger through the fold in her panties, and she jerked. "Okay, Steve, let's get on with it." She never calls me "Dad" at the start of these weekly meetings. That always changes, though.She led me to my bedroom, as usual. She then kicked off her shoes and unbuttoned her blouse, lifting it over her head to display those luscious tits, which I noted were swollen and taut with nipples fully erect. Despite her protestations to the contrary, she was aroused by what was about to take place. I'd bet $100 here cunt was already wet, but she'd never in a. I couldn’t answer, I was still stunned. She grabbed my hand and lead my over to her bed. She pushed me down and made me sit.‘You just sit there daddy and enjoy my little treat’ she said as she began to sway her hips from side to side. She slowly started to undo the buttons on her blouse. My eyes were nearly popping out of skull.‘Jess..Jessica, stop this. This isn’t righ...’ I was stopped as she shoved my face into her fully clothed tits. I tried to bit her nipples through the materials but.