Present number one.... C'mon, down to the front of thestage and back." I watched analytically as the shy brunette walked my way. The first thingInoti...ed was her sexy outfit. Her top was silky red and long sleeved, like somethinga pro cheerleader wears, but it covered little more than a bra would. Her micro-mini skirt was black and so short that, when she turned in front of me, I could see her white panties. As she walked away, I admired hershiny, red, high heeled knee boots. A second girl. “OH FUCK!!! YESSSSS!!!”Her juices ran down the dildo and flooded Lance's face as she pulled him ever faster against her pelvis. The dildo squelched loudly in and out of her sloppy snatch, his vision zooming in and out as she abused her human sex toy wickedly.“FUCK!!!! I'M----GGUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”A surge of fluids exploded from her sex as she pulled the dildo deep into her pussy and kept Lance's head mashed against her body. She screamed out her climax as female cum slathered his face,. A subset of MILF porn. That made my jaw drop. My son could be looking at twenty-year-old girls with perfect bodies but instead was watching older women having sex with young men.Cougars. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot wives. It was a whole new world of porn. The phrase “Mothers I’d Love to Fuck” stayed with me because it realized that I was a MILF. I was a mother. I stared down at my frumpy sweatshirt and sweatpants. Comfortable clothes to wear around the house. I bit my lip, this strange warmth. I wanted to. I wanted to very badly, but I didn't. I resisted the temptation. No, I thought, I'd call her tomorrow evening. Still, that would be a torturous twenty-four hours.That night, as I crawled into bed, I leaned over to set my alarm on the nightstand. The phone was sitting next to it. I glanced at the clock once more, the fleeting thought of calling her coursing through my mind, but quickly turned away and pulled the covers up over my shoulders."Definitely not at this time of night," I.