As we headed for the bathroom I went over in my mind the occurrences of the last couple of weeks, and their effect on the relationships between Lorrai...e , Chrissy and I. We reached the bedroom and I noticed Lorraine’s furtive glance at me as she went through to start the bath running. As if by mutual agreement we undressed in silence, not starting the discussion until we were settled in the bath, facing one another. Lorraine looked nervously at me, sitting with her chin on her knees, as I took. I grabbed her hair and tugged lightly…nonverbally telling her not to stop. She moved to the next nipple and I felt like my body was going to explode… I needed to touch myself, to touch her, to taste her. I brought my lips to her ear and said, “Let me taste you.” She smiled and gave my nipple a final nibble and laid back to pull down her shorts. I helped her slip them off as she gracefully laid her head on the pillow. I started with her lips, her wonderful plump lips, and kissed them fully and. I didn't feel ashamed or embarrassed. Rather, I felt somewhat invigorated. I had stripped naked in front of my son, kissed him as if he was the love of my life, and watched as he masturbated with the panties that I had handed him in the restaurant. I took a small amount of pride in the fact that I had been able to control myself enough to keep from fucking him – although I knew that it was just a matter of time before that would happen... and I welcomed it. He appeared to be just as taken with. Unperturbed Jan turned back to me and the frantic kissing began again, everything that had just happened faded quickly as her skin touched mine again, she gently guided my head to her breast and my lips and tongue ravenously embraced them. Her hand reached down to my balls, caressing them gently, then one finger slid up and down the length of my shaft, teasing it.I let my hand fall toward her wet pussy, one finger slowly sliding inside, softly probing her, I heard her sigh and shudder. We.