Mrs. W walked in and Jason was bending over picking up robes. His tight ass was quite visible and it is apparent that he has been working out as his p...ysique was just right and well toned. She admired the view and said, “What a mess. This is going to take some doing.” She removed her jacket, laying it on the desk. Oh my gosh her firm breasts were better shaped than I remembered. Although she has a bra on, the nipples stood erect. I felt the penis begin to grow so quickly squatted down to begin. So I did the only thing that seemed sensible. I got to my knees and undid his pants. He was very hesitant and pushed back, but barely, he quickly accepted it and as I finished pulling his pants around his ankles his cock was protruding from his thin boxers into my face, he pulled it out. As it came out it gently slapped me on the cheek and I let out a quick laugh. He laughed too and before he stopped it was in my hand and my mouth was kissing the tip. He tasted so good! I had tasted my. Mother is divorced, and my few memories of my father aren't so memorable. He left us while mom was pregnant with Shelley. I forgot about him by the time I learned to jerk off. Once when I was nine years old, I interrupted Rodney masturbating in the john. Of course anything he could do I had to ape. His face burned red, and I though he was angry with me, but he was just embarrassed. He tried to tell me it was no big deal, but his voice quivered like I'd caught him flushing a loved but dead pet.. Your taste for younger women. Yes, I figured that out. And you share me with him. Yes, I want both of you. You're both hot to trot. I want to bed both of you. Shouldn't a man and woman, being one flesh, share all of their loves with each other? How else can the two become one and remain one? Don't cheat, share. Be a loving wife and share your young lover with your husband. We can seduce him together. You want a taste of me, you must agree. I won't be a party to lies and double standards. I want.