His wide eyes danced over the womanly delights that were now revealed to him. My already stiff clit, the curly waves of my pink inner lips, and my inc...easingly wet hole were on full display to my loving son.He dabbed a finger at the opening of my vagina, gathering a small amount of the slick fluid leaking from me, then glided that finger up between my swelling lips. Evan came tantalizingly close to my clit, but denied me the touch I was craving for. He really knew how to torture me.“You have. I don't remember reading about Cathy's age and Anny claims to be young, whatever that means. No, Brooke, I'd say that if Ray is looking at your pictures, he must be holding his hard cock in his hand." Scott Fuller, what a thing to say to your wife!" She exclaimed, pretending to be cross with him. "Did you send him a text message along with the photos?" She asked.Oh, oh, thought Scott. I may be in deep shit, he said to himself not remembering exactly what he had written but recalling that it. The were happy with the pool day though. But the biggest thing happening in the last few weeks of school was planning for the legendary senior week. One of the dreams that many high school seniors have. An entire week, or maybe more, of hanging out somewhere cool with your friends, normally getting absolutely trashed and meeting other high school seniors from around the country. Sometimes meeting them a little more intimately than just a little friendship. And in this school especially, if you. In spite of herself, Jodie felt a sizzling rush of lust. She had a wild vision of her and Dane stripping off their clothes, sinking down on the forest floor, and fucking each other's brains out. God knows she could have used a good hard fucking just then.But Craig might return at any moment, and she'd die if he found her like this, exchanging a very unmotherly kiss with her teenage son. She struggled, trying to slip out of Dane's embrace, but he was far too strong for her. At last, though, he.