Samuel Atkinson kissed his daughter on the cheek. "Hey sweetie. Where's mommy? Mmm wait a second something smells really good!"Chelsea laughed. "Yeah ... got her to make those chicken enchiladas you and I love." That's just a perfect ending to a perfect day."They both walked back into the kitchen together and Chelsea's smile disappeared when she noticed her mother had been crying. "Wendy? Are you ok honey?" Samuel asked his wife.Wendy just nodded without saying anything. Chelsea put her hand on. Her teenaged son had confessed about his fantasies and obsession with her, wanting an intimate relationship with her that she had never even thought of. As she listened to how much he thought of her and desired her, her heart went out to him—she loved him so much. Her own perverse curiosity was piqued, and once she got him to show her his long hard cock, it had taken her breath away. She'd found her mouth salivating as she'd looked at it, and once she'd had it filling her watering mouth and. I felt like a doting schoolgirl with her first crush. Every time my phone would ping and it was from O, I could feel my heart flutter and a deep yearning come over me and a hunger and craving that I had not experienced before took a hold.To take things back a touch, O was a male escort I had encountered and who's services I had acquired after months of scouring the internet looking for the hottest interracial porn I could find.Interracial porn was now my staple in any self-pleasure activities I. Only a few bad attempts. I inched forward lusting to push my cock into her gaping little buttholeI held her ass open, my cock inches from her opening. Cindy stared into her friend's asshole for a moment, then looked up at me with a blank expression. I realized I couldn't fuck Stacy like this... not now. Cindy asked me to take her virginity tonight. I may get another chance to play with Stacy, but tonight I needed to be a bit more respectful. I needed to take care of Cindy. I inched backwards.