I somehow knew absolutely as she just sort of let go and surrendered herself to me that she had decided to just let things happen as they would. I KNE... at that moment that Mom was going to let me fuck her!I unbuttoned the top 2 buttons on Mom's blouse and slipped my hand inside her bra to grasp a big handful of tit. God, what a thrill! I had had my hands on the tits of a few girls, but this was the first real woman I had felt. Her breast was so soft and yet firm, incredibly smooth. Nothing else. She quivered and groaned. I visited her little tits. She was especially noisy when I sucked on her nipples. By the time I got to her lips, she was sweating lightly. I licked a bead of sweat from her nose and kissed her deeply. My cock slid into her with no problem at all."How does that feel honey?" It's wonderful. I thought it was going to be painful but this is just great. Fuck me daddy. Fuck me now!"I started by gently stroking into her. Since she had had some bad experiences, I wanted to. They slept just fine. The next night, we were watching television, when Renee got up, and said she was taking a shower. Tory, and myself, continued to talk and watch television, while remaining on the couch. Thirty or forty minutes passed by, when we heard Renee call from the bedroom. “Rich, Tory, come to bed.” Both of us looked at each other for a moment. Renee’s voice had a sexy tone to it, yet it sounded like a command. Neither of us said a word, and got up and headed for the bedroom. As we. Now that I had an "office" type job, I could dress better. No more dirty jeans, steel toed work boots and T-shirts, I wore slacks or dress jeans, nice shirts, and Dan Post cowboy boots. I looked pretty spiffy if I do say so myself. Then I made a mistake, I fell in lust.Marsha Ann Boudrow was a tall little filly that caught my eye at The Ranch, a Midland dance hall. She was about 5' 9" so she fit my large frame very well, as I found out when I danced with her. She had Texas strawberry blond hair.