I found a book entitled ‘365 Questions To Ask Your Spouse’, the idea being that you’d discuss a question a day. I brought it home from the used...bookstore I’d been prowling around in and we started that night. I’d open the book to a random page towards the end of dinner and pose one of the questions, and that would then trigger a meaningful discussion.Typical questions we kicked around were ‘What are you afraid your mate might find out about you?’ ‘What is one thing you wouldn’t want to fight. I was in a daze. I was not sure how to feel about all of this. Of course, I had been attracted to my father for years. I just never expected us to actually fuck. And here I was down on my knees in the shower making my mother come all over my face. My pussy is dripping wet, not just from the shower either! I could not keep my hands off her as we were getting out. I wanted to touch her and feel her body and make her come again and again. This was the first time that I had ever tasted pussy. I. Xavier was a strong9.5. And Oliver was at least a 9.The boy in the bedroom of apartment two was a twelve!His face would have made the young Elizabeth Taylor look plain.His nude body was pink and slim, except for the finest feature Matt hadseen on anyone- male or female.His bum!Think of a large globe. The kind a gentleman would have in his study. Cutit in half. Use it as a mold for the boy s bumcheeks.He must have had all his clothes custom made. No one on earth had an assthat. I lightly started stroking it.His lips were twitching.A sign of his that resembles pure lust.He took a hand off the steering wheel and put his hand on my thigh.Slowly creeping near my pussy.He put his hand on my pussy and started rubbing my clit."Mmm.Stop the car.Stop the fuckin" car!" The car went to the side of the road and stopped."What do you need, princess?" He asked sneering."You, baby." I took off my seatbelt and he took off his.He put his hands on my waist as I straddled him. I leaned.