I had this idea in my head he had to make the move on me for it to be acceptable for me to fuck my own son. He never did... until today and then it wa... very mutual. I look back now and think I fucked Skip because I couldn't have Doug. Or at least I thought I couldn't have Doug. Finally now Doug is mine to enjoy too. Skip was a young lover, I loved the sex with him, but he still wasn't my son. I wouldn't have passed up Skip but no comparison with my Doug. I just wished I had had Doug when he was. She had never even considered breaking one of her pinky-swears to me. It was something I had drilled into her head since she was a toddler.Master returned shortly after that conversation.When Master returned, he confirmed to us that he thought my mother had given us her blessing. “She didn’t say it in that many words, but I think she wants the best for all of you. Your mom says you are both old enough to know better and to make your own mistakes. She also said that my methods were unorthodox,. I ’ve never cum like that before.” Exhausted, I grabbed a blanket and covered us both as we drifted off into sleep on the couch, holding each other tight.Kimmy was gone when I woke up. I couldn’t believe it. I thought we had a deeper connection than just a one-night stand. All this just put me in a mood. I decided to go to the range to relax and clear my head with a little gun therapy. My mom called me late in the afternoon. She needed to see me. She had something to tell me. I finished my next. The next cock was very long, very thin, and very black!If I had brought lube, this one would have gone up myass! I took several pictures of this one, just todocument how long it was, as well as how much I couldtake down my throat. There had to be 9 or 10 inchessticking through the hole! I’ll admit, I got carried away enough that I forgotrule number two. I had his cock lodged in my throat ashe dumped his load. I never checked to see if he wouldsuck me?! I kept sucking as he softened. He.