I then got a pair of leggings and blindfolded him.“Just lay still, lover. Imagine it’s my mother. I don’t mind. I still get that lovely cock of ...ours,” I told him soothingly as I stroked his hard shaft. Then, fitting action to words, I began to suck and stroke him, slowly like I’ve seen my mom do with dad. Soon, Terry was groaning with lust and need. I was so focused on what I was doing that I was surprised when I found my mom watching me suck his cock. It doesn’t help that I always have music. Yet as you might know or at least guess from my writing, I couldn’t stop thinking about it after the first time.The second time was a simple missionary, but the beginning was more awkward than it could have been because of my lack of experience. When I was on top of mom and inside her, it became a lot easier.I came inside her, and it was just as good as the last time. I know she felt something too, because I could sense her reactions and I felt her hips move. It took a few more tries weeks. ...stroked it. The same waxy feel, but it seemed hotter than the otherparts of her I mused. I pushed the cock back up against her stomach andpulled the knickers back into place a little shocked and confused.Looking sidelong at the frilly pink dress I made the decision, pickingher up in my arms I carried her upstairs and laid her on my bed beforereturning for the dress. Somehow it did not seem right to take off hercorset and knickers so I picked some of my own to match the dress. Pinkopaque. Com)Nick answered the door to find a wild-eyed man with long hair and abraided beard. He looked at the man askance and said, "Yes?" You don't recognize me, do you Coach Tracey," the hirsute man said."Well, no, but since you're calling me Coach Tracey I assume I knew youin high school?"The man on his doorstep nodded solemnly as if it was of deepsignificance."Got it in one, Coach!" he said. "I'm Harrison Knox! I was just a scrawnynerd in your gym class back then, but now I'm a powerful.