We kissed, then she got up and put a robe on and walked out. I didn’t know what to do……….should I get dressed and leave? Thankfully, before I ...ade a decision she returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses. “Can you stay the night?” I smiled and said of course….not quite sure what I was going to say if anyone at work noticed I hadn’t changed my shirt the next day. We had a glass of wine, chatting about how good the sex had been. Maggie suddenly got serious, and said “I haven’t had sex with. It felt very warm. I unbuttoned her bra. And dig my face between her boobs. We were going wild. I started caressing both her tits and pinching her nipples. I circled her nipples using my tongue. And licked those hot brown cherries. Her boobs were hard and protruded and feeling them made me go crazy.I sucked her tits and played with them for a while. Then I looked into her eyes and she was filled with lust completely. I moved above and our lips met this time wild and horny. I kissed her lips and. Overwhelmed she held the back of her sons head and drew him in for a deep passionate kiss, their tongues danced and played with each. Soft and light at first but harder and deeper as their mutual lust increased. Guttural sounds of passion filled the room. Not the gentle sound of love-making women always coo about but the harsh pornographic sound of hardcore fucking as the two animals sweated and thrust at each other. The woman more than twice the height of the little boy but his cock was. A nice butt though, really nice, and skinny legs like all twelve year olds have. Kinky black hair to her shoulders and that pretty face, a pert little nose and a soft mouth with pouting lips. She would be very beautiful when she got older and the girl knew it.That's why we didn't really get along that well, because I knew I was beautiful already. It could be that having two bedroom negras in the one house wasn't a good idea either. I mean, Wren did belong to Miss Corinne and I was Mr. Reiser's.