Now the actual story begins.I started my project work and was going well and we use to stay late nights also for some reactions. Deepa use to move ver... freely with me. We often watch movies together. We use talk more personal than about project. One day when we were browsing on net we found some porn websites in the history I deleted the history and was left from the system. Deepa: Sandy do you watch those sites?She was smiling naughtily.Me: no Deepa I have not opened those sites!Deepa: I knew. Her dreses had become shorter and tighter as the weeks finishing high school passed and she wore jeans her backside a touch fuller in the green cotton dress with overall-like straps over each shoulder. “I really got myself into a pickle, this time, Greg,” Jan said in her chipmunk-facial style, The eighteen years-old he doomed!“I’m afraid I’m not following what you’re trying to tell me, quote is his perplexed response.”Greg carried the paddle Jan recognized from Greg, Peter and Bobby’s. Can you stop doing that Daniel?”“I don't think so Mom I'm too far gone now, I have to finish,” he said now stroking harder and faster.At this point my pussy had made up my mind for me all I could do was stare at my son as he tugged on his meat. I felt a smile come across my lips as I said “Well...if you must I guess.” As I said this Daniels face lit up as if he had just gotten his favorite video game for Christmas. He began to jerk-off even harder now. I felt my pussy get wet again as I sat. Sally’s eyes lit up when she witnessed my minor orgasm, stopping briefly to lick my juices from her fingers. She leaned in to give me some oral pleasures, sticking her pointy tongue deep inside, causing me to quiver in ecstasy. I felt another orgasm coming on, and tensed up trying to hold it off. My new lover sensed my impending climax and backed away a bit to look up at my reaction. She flashed a mischievous smile and reinserted two fingers. I wiggled and squirmed at her relentless finger.