“Mmmm, look at that,” she mewled, brushing a finger over the spot. Then, before her son could react, she shoved her face down and pressed her lips...against the spot, kissing it. Her tongue snaked out and she licked along the outlined cock head, fluttering it against the wet place on his pajamas.Immediately her son grabbed the back of her head and arched his cock against her mouth, writhing. Peggy gave a soft giggle of delight and opened her mouth, sucking his cloth-covered cock between her lips.. )Now when my mom would got to work at the P/T job,& leave me with my S/F (home on disability). Left me pray for him to fill his sexual gratification, that she was not providing. When my mom would leave, my S/F take out his new magazine of Hustler. He would take me into the living room, & tell me to take my clothes off. Keep in mind that my S/F was famous for always walking around the house naked. ( always wonder what it would been like if I was a girl, see daddy walk around naked all the time. He stepped back and looked at her. She straightened slowly and turned to face him. "Go get yourself cleaned up. I don't need you any more tonight."She nodded and collected her clothes from where they lay on the floor. Dressing quickly she hurried from his apartment. She walked home, looking at the floor. She hid her face feeling embarrassed, as though everyone who passed her knew what she had been doing. She didn't know why but her feet took her past the familiar alley and she stopped looking. “I have to shower first.”“Dinner,” she insisted. “Or I won’t kiss you anymore.”With a laugh, I shrugged and headed to my bedroom, yelling back at her, “Life’s a beach.”Hopping and shucking my swimming trunks while heading to the bathroom, Rory made me jump.“Your ass is sunburnt,” she informed me from behind.“Is it? It doesn’t feel burned.”She followed me to the bathroom and leaned against the door frame. Unconsciously, she rubbed under one boob. “Want me to put some aloe vera on it?”When I.