One of her new friends Joanne, had lots of curves and her breast were full and round. Definitely a much better figure than Becky. In fact Joanne had t...ld Becky that she thought Becky was really only about 13 years old, not 15. She also caught the eye of a seventeen year old boy named Brian. On that weekend Brian, showing off his new drivers license, had driven Becky and Joanne home. At our house he shook my hand and asked if he could take my daughter out some time. Just the thought of this. She tossed the wishbone over her shoulder, having done all she cared to with it.Dave saw where it landed. He would have liked to pick it up. But he needed to sit there and be good. It was hard to be good while listening to his mother scream out obscenities while his best friend groaned and grunted in mindless rut. But he knew he had to. He had to sit there and be good.Hours later, the noise finally stopped. Dave blinked, realizing his mother was done playing with Jake. He didn’t feel like being. . she was his mother. She had bathed him, changed his diapers, and rocked him to sleep at night. Now he had witnessed her engaged in a sex act with a stranger. It wasn't something a son was supposed to ever witness. Yet, in spite of his revulsion, his penis pulsed in his pants. As he sat silently in his car, he wondered what to do and where to go. He was angry, embarrassed, confused, and yes, still excited. He felt guilty that he had spied on his mother... yet she had no right to do what she. I pushed off his chest and sat upright with my hands in my hair as I bounced, "Fuck yes," I screamed, feeling his thick cock, hitting all the right spots. It used to hurt having this large cock pound into me, now that I had gotten accustomed to its length and its girth, I loved every inch of it.With a quick twist of his body, Matt had me on my back with his toned body hovering over me. "Fuck me," I said through gritted teeth, "Fuck me hard!" I shouted.I maneuvered my legs onto his shoulders, my.