M. as I was getting a sinking feeling, a lanky guy sat on the bar stool next to me. He wasn’t drop-dead gorgeous, but not too bad. He was one of tho...e, ‘one a.m.’ people.Confused? Okay…let me explain: A friend and I had code for club or bar pick ups. If you went home with someone at ten p.m., they were generally fucking hot. At eleven p.m., they were simply hot. At twelve a.m., not too bad. At one a.m. they were so-so. At two a.m., under par… and so on, I’m sure you get the picture. In case. “I want to fuck you again,” he said, voice deep and raspy. He tugged at her leg, pulling her over. She rolled to the side obediently and came to rest on her tummy. Mark pulled the gown out of the way and leaned against her, letting his slick cock slide through her ass crack. She couldn’t help but moan. In all the years of her marriage, she’d never once been taken from behind. How was it that her son, her beloved offspring, could know what she wanted better than anyone else?She felt his hips. Fir maine kuch point karne ke liye uska hath uthaya aur monitor pe point karke uska hath choda to shayad usne apna hath dhila chod rakha tha.wo hath choot ke direct mere khade lund pe pada.maiPajama pehen ke aaya karta tha jisse usko direct feel hua hoga.but usne b hath hataya nahi.mai apne power se halke halke lund ko bina hath lagaye halka halka utha raha tha jis se usko kuch feel ho.pahate padhate maine notice kiya ki wo mere lund ki taraf dekh rahi hai.aur bich me usne halka hath hila ke. The only difference is she's blonde and I'm brunette In we fact had showered together to help each other wash our hair. Mom is not a prude by any means. We had discussed at sometime sharing a guy when I was ready. Guess what, mom, I'm ready.I decided to go with my original plan and join them that night when they were together in bed. I need to get her imagination going first, though. Dad was watching TV in his recliner wearing jogging shorts. I decided to clean the kitchen in a thong and heels.