We chat over the fence, we talk and take in parcels for each other...good neighbours.She enjoys her new found freedom, with the occasional weekend gue...t, varying ages.It is a hot Saturday night, I cannot sleep, I am downstairs, its 1am and I am watching a film. The curtains are open to make the most of any breeze that is flowing.A taxi pulls up, cheery goodnight to the occupants and a high heeled 'clip clop' to her front door. Opens, the dogs bark, in she goes."alone tonight, what a waste" I. She would appear a little cold and uppity to some&hellip,.but behind her cool looks was a wild woman, I found out. When dad was gone, she started wearing sexy night clothes, and walked around me and bend over, massaging her long legs and it turned me on. She knew what she was doing. She was getting her son, me, to get horny and excited over her. I never told anyone what was going on. I noticed at night when dad was asleep she would open the safe in her room, and take out a blue book and write. ” G ordered and I moved my head lower on his cock, sucking his black cock fast and hard. “Look at that white face, those lips wrapped around my thick cock. Are you a real slut baby? You gonna let us tape you letting us fuck you? Huh? You gonna smile for the camera slut?” G taunted me as K pulled out a camera and a video camera. I pulled my mouth off his cock and smiled as K snapped a photo. “Yes, tape me. I want to be a slut on camera” I moaned out before stuffing his big cock in my mouth to. " She took a deep breath. "It's not that I want you to be rough. The couple times that has happened, it's been natural. I wouldn't want you to force it--that's not in your nature. Oh shit, I don't know what I want." You want to be dominated." Yeah. Just once in a while. I don't know if you can do that, though. If you can't, it's all right. But I wanted to talk about it." You're right, I really have to be in the mood to be rough. Hmmmm. Being rough is not the same as being dominating, though.".