I talked it over with Lisa and she agreed we should take it slow. We began dating. I would see her two sometimes three times a week for dinner or a mo...ie and most often sex. We were having sex more now than we had been having before our problem. The divorce became final and we both decided that was okay.Things seemed to be going fine. I got a promotion at work and Lisa accepted that I had to travel occasionally. Then one evening Lisa called me and said that she was going on a date with another. But teacher looked more delighted than surprised as her next actions showed. She moved her hand which was resting on the pillow towards my side and using both her hands she hugged me with a lot of passion. She called me moneee which translated means son. She hugged me so tightly that her boobs wrapped in white blouse got even more thrusted into my mouth. I could feel the hard nipples touching on my tongue. I could hear her moans while she called out my name. I could feel part of her boob. Milking his big cock with every once of my strength as he slammed that cock to me. I knew that when he came his cock would go down as I fucked him a little faster now.Sure enough, I felt his cock as it pounded inside me, starting to swell as it throbbed. It felt so good as his cock throbbed in my pussy, getting ready to pump his cum to me. I felt it as he started to cum, the huge cock pounding at my womb as it started to erupt his load of cum. I felt the heat from his cum as it coated my. It was the neighbor boy who mowed the lawn. He was watching his slutty behavior with a large, goofy grin on his face. In his hand was his phone. It was pointed at Michelle. ‘Shit! How long has he been there? What was the boy doing? He was taking pictures! Oh no!’ His mind raced.Realizing his predicament, Michael Miller turned away to gather his thoughts. He saw the large dildo in his hand and quickly shoved it under the couch cushions next to him. He realized he was giving the teenager a nice.