She wondered, why is sex with him so much better than with any other of her male lovers? Maybe it was because she loved him more than any other person...she had ever known. But, most mothers love their son very much; they just don't go around jumping his bones every time he come home from college.Kathryn became aware that she was playing with her pussy; she didn't even know how long she was masturbating herself. Do I have it bad, she thought? I think of Derrick and I play with myself. Carol took my stiff cock into her mouth and deliberately soaked it with her saliva so that her hand slipped up and down on it with ease. She then did the same to John and slipped her other hand around his throbbing cock.With a smile from Carol, Sarah nodded and smiled broadly back at her. Carol then slowly started to work her hands simultaneously up and down both cocks. Sarah squeezed her tits together and looked up at both John and I as Carol’s hands got faster and faster. We all knew now how. “Go baby, you're on,” The Master said.I sauntered out, I was Daisy Duke, and was hot stuff!He bugged his eyes out at me, “Wow!” Preach said.Preach laughed and said, “Daisy Duke, how many Daisy Duke's you had now?”“This is only two,” The Master said somewhat sheepishly.“It seems like more,” Preach said.“Besides I like Daisy Duke,” The Master said.“I do too son,” Preach replied.Preach said, “That's some good pussy!”He stared at me like he was eating me up with his eyes.“That is some excellent. When Hebe moved away, he licked his lips and leaned close."She's something else, eh fella?" That she is, but I think she's spoken for."He snorted."Then why's she showing off, buddy, tell me that, will you?"I turned to fix him with my best flat stare."Because she wants to, buddy." I hoped he got the point, but his next comment showed it had fallen flat somewhere between us. Communication impaired by alcohol consumption.He poked me. I don't like to be poked but I kept my hands to myself. This.