Happy birthday son,” Meg leaned up and kissed him.As she did so she felt his cock suddenly become tumescent again. She had forgotten how soon young ...en recovered.“Oh my! Paully! Again? Really?” she gasped as Paul thrust his cock back inside his mother’s cum-soaked cunt.“There you are!” Jessica raced across the room and flung herself at Peter.Millicent, her mother, was sitting demurely on the bed. She had been waiting for Peter to come upstairs and tell their daughter that he wasn’t her uncle;. The topic of the leech is too smutty and taboo even for college humor - you start to hear the smallest of indirect references, but no one says anything up front about it. You begin to be aware, though, of something on the fringe, a spectre of discomfort with the category of thoughts you had unquestioningly believed were normal... and then you decide that this spectre must have a name. Most figure out that their fantasies are forbidden, and then spend the rest of their lives suppressing them. We walked a short five minutes to a fancy apartment building. Going up in the lift we arrived at her apartment. It was a spacious, comfortable place. She led me to the kitchen and poured out two glasses of white wine.We sipped our wine in silence, we both knew where it was leading, but both didn't seem sure how to make the first move. I decided I would be the one to do it.I walked over to her and leant forward. Our faces were less than an inch from each other and I could feel her breath on my. Like every Friday she has gone out looking for a date. But every week she has gone home alone. Myka considered herself to be just an average woman. Size 10 with B cup breasts. Her hips were small but shapely showing off what she thought to be her greatest asset her ass. Though small her breasts were round and firm. Her areolar were small dark circles the size of a two pound coin with delicate firm nipples. It had been so long since Myka had a man in her life. The last time had ended badly..