Of course I couldn't believe I was licking my own Mom's pussy. I also couldn't believe she was using the word 'cunt' or seeming to relish the idea of ...****t. I couldn't believe my Mom was beginning to grind on my face. I licked hungrily, shutting my morality ridden brain off as I focused on licking Mom's amazingly tasty pussy... always loving licking pussy... and mom's was one of the sweetest, most tangy snatches I had ever tasted. "Oh yes," Mom moaned, "get that tongue buried in Mommy's box.". " Les repliedbefore trailing off, hoping that it was the case. He was sure thatsome of the parents were likely unhappy that he had kept one girl offthe varsity team by the virtue of his inclusion."Not a chance," Holly teased."Are ye oot yer head?" Les inquired."I'm not crazy. I'm telling you, you could so do it." No way." Just let me make you over. I make you a believer." Oh, gonnae no' dae that!" Why not?" Why would I?" Les retorted as he bent down to put his basketballshorts on under. Rod later learned that he had actually come home early a few months before when they had been in bed together. He heard all the noise and quietly slipped out the house. “Would it be okay if Marie came over on Saturday night John?” Rod asked. “What, for punishment?” Rod shook his head. “We are going out to dinner with Jamie and Sandra,” Marie cut in. “But Sunday would be okay.” Rod looked at John. “The... the whole night?” Rod nodded. John turned and looked at Marie. “Please?” she asked.. Sometimes I woke before mom came in, and just laid there waiting for her, my erection stiff in anticipation of her arrival. This morning she had woken me. She loved to caress my hair, twisting the long curls in her fingers. It felt good, half awake, my mom’s warm body next to mine while she played with my hair. With her other hand she cupped my scrotum, gently hefting the weight of it in her warm hand. I loved it when she held my balls. I almost always woke up with an erection, and the.