Just as quickly as she had started, she stopped and stood up."How about you try that on me?" she whispered.He smiled and they traded places. He gave h...r the exact same treatment. He found it much more erotic than he expected, and fingered her pussy while he drilled his tongue up her ass. He figured she would not cum, so after a couple of minutes he stopped and stood up."Mom, can I - " Yes, son, you can. But be gentle and go slow. It may feel like a pussy to you when you start fucking it, but it. And his hands, they cupped my breasts, which longed to be toyed and caressed. He pulled and pinched and twisted my nipples, all while I rode him. And I felt passion bubble up. And I felt heat from summer. I felt it all crawling around inside of me. It was the way his hair fell on my face. The shape of his jaw. The feel of his chest against my own. He was a heart beat and blood flow. It was the way his clothes always smelled of grass. And the last puff of a cigarette on his breath. And he knew. I wondered if my parents would do such things, if my parents were the kind of people that would force my hand close to a flame on the kitchen stove if I misbehaved, or if they’d stick a finger down my throat for eating my dinner in the bathroom.And you know what? There’s no telling. I couldn’t romanticize my parents, couldn’t pretend that they would have been perfect. They would have had their own faults, and maybe as a teenager, I would have told them that I hated them. I might have driven. Sheryl smiled up at him. "That's it, Baby. Give me what I crave!"The thought of his hard member getting coated with Cricket's climax pushed her over the edge before he had gotten five strokes into her! It was a strong one, too! Although it wasn't quite as strong as the night when the three of them were together, it was strong enough, and it was exactly what she wanted--what she needed!Shawn was pleased that he could make her have an orgasm so fast and it suddenly triggered his own. Sheryl.