But for the feelings in my breast, I had to confess my heart. I hope you will return the affection," I said."Lord Northam..." she started."Please, cal... me Jeremy," I said."Jeremy, I don't know what to say," she said."Then don't say anything, especially to your mother or sister. This will be our secret. But please meet with me, alone," And again I felt the power of the ring surge."Of course," Harriet said. "When?" Tomorrow morning. Can you come to the Vicarage, to pray perhaps?"Harriet nodded."I. We are still happily married. But our sex life started to get a bit boring, or maybe it was just me feeling that way. I sometimes fantasized mom sleeping with other men, or making some black BBC fuck her while I watch.Maybe it was just the porn motivating me to have such ideas. I mentioned my fantasies to mom. But I remember 2 years back I hinted her about my fantasy once she showed so much anger and disgust. I may have brought this up a few more times. But she either just gets angry or. At times I missed having the outlet for those fetishes I craved. The sex is great and she enjoys some kinky things but I did miss indulging in those particular interests that my ex would do for me. I've spent most of the past two years trying to convince my girlfriend to try latex. Start small with some gloves or panties and maybe work up to a dress. She seemed open minded at first but as time has gone on it seemed I was out of luck. I suppose that's what porn is for when you don't have a. At the other end Emily was bouncing away with their arms interlocked for balance, both gleaming at the sight of each other, Jean seeing her daughter riding my cock while Emily seeing her mother riding my face, its what dreams are made of.My tongue was getting busy on Jeans wet pussy with my nose up her arse as she rode my face and like Emily I found out that she squirts, her whole body shook as she filled my mouth with her sweet juices and this must have spurred Emily as it wasn’t long before.