"They need time on their own, don't you think?"Emma nodded. "Let's make it a light lunch at the pub and take the dogs for an hour or so's walk so that...they're alone when he arrives. We can then have a jolly tea before drifting off to let them say their goodbyes."Jerry pulled her gently to him and kissed her cheek. "My best beloved psychiatrist," he said softly.She smiled up at him."Stop it, Emma darling, or I'm going to have to make love to you."She gave the gurgle of laughter he so. He suddenly broke off the kiss and got to his knees between Michele's spread legs. Her skirt had ridden up and her gossamer encased thighs and pink satin full cut panties were exposed. The boy ran the tip of the knife up one stockinged thigh and across the front panel of her panties and then placed it at her throat again."That looks nice bitch but you ought to wear thongs, not those granny panties," he smirked and poked the point of the knife into Michele's throat."Take it out!" he. Then she started fisting his meaty prick organ fast and hard, staring at the tip of his cock, watching the cum juice dribble out as she gave him a fast, expert hand job."Is this how you jack off, Henry? Is Mommy's hand making your big cock feel better?" Oh, Mom! Mommy!" I had a very unusual counseling case today, Henry. The boy's name is Walter. He's perfectly normal in most respects, but he happens to enjoy fucking his own mother. From what I heard, his mother enjoys it too. I'm not sure how I. My cum shot out of my swollen member as I fantasized that it was my cock exploding into her. No sooner had I climaxed than I was planning on how I could fuck Debbie and her Mom for real. I spent the rest of the week fucking Rhonda and in my mind Debbie was there in our bed. I fucked Rhonda as hard as I could while in my mind I was fucking my hot daughter. I watched other couples fucking as I stroked off, butt. in my mind I was actually fucking Debbie with a cock that was bigger than.