”Her breasts heaved up once, twice. Her nostril’s flared. She whispered. “Yes, my sweet Jack, yes.”I dropped to my knees and reached around t...e back of her skirt. One zip, a little tugging, and it fell to the floor. Underneath, a thong, garters, and stockings. She straddled her legs just a bit, pulled my head forward and started running her fingers through my thick blond hair. I unsnapped each clip, slid down the garter, and then the thong. I gently disengage her hands, stood up, and looked. We may flirt and tease, but that’s it.”“And kiss.”“Is that a problem for you? I didn’t initiate it, but I can easily put a stop to it.”“No, it’s OK. You two have a history. But I’m worried about Pete.”“I’ll make sure he’s OK with it, Jennifer,” I replied, the asked with a smirk, “So, how do we measure up?”“It’s difficult to tell in that state!” she giggled.“Are you saying you want to find out?” I teased again.“No, not at all! I told you I have no interest in other guys. But,” she giggled, “you. "While we're on hair, how long do you want it, Sylvia? The AI can fix it so it won't need trimming." Can I change it when I want to?"Again the AI interrupted, "Small changes like that can be done easily with your sponsor's permission." You have your answer, Sylvia," David said."OK, keep it the length it is for the moment, I only had it done a couple of weeks ago. I can always change it later." By now she knew enough about David to trust him not to be petty about small things, like a new. I was a man.My dick throbbed. I rose. I had to be in her. I leaned over her, guiding my cock to my first ever pussy. The only pussy I needed. I rubbed my cock against her silky labia, her bush tickling the sides. Mom stared up at me, her blue eyes glassy.“Fuck me, Troy!” she moaned. “I need my son back in me.”I could feel Dad's approval as he watched. He knew I could take care of Mom. I thrust hard into her depths. Her pussy was writhing, spasming. My eyes widened as I realized she was still.