He knows there’s no need for concern, his physique will speak for itself. He’s winning. He hails a cab. ‘Where’s going,’ the cab driver as...s. ‘Home,’ he answers, gives an address somewhere uptown. His right hand is now in my lap, my left hand is in his. My emerging erection provides a sense of direction (rhymes). He leans into me, slaps my cheek playfully with his hand, kisses. My erection is pleased. I feel his boner through his pants, undo his zipper, get hold of his uppity dick. ‘That’s. She slid her right hand down her tummy and into her panties. She slipped her hand into the panties and then into her pussy. Mymouth was rewarded with her dripping fingers of pussy juice and Isucked on her finger as I brought her to orgasm massaging her breasts.That night, I slipped into bed naked as Tabitha undressed. I could seeher in the closet through the reflection in the bathroom mirror as shetook her clothes off. First, her hot little jeans as she wiggled thetights Lucky's over her. It must have been 9 inches long and sufficiently girthy for me to not be able to walk straight for days. But I loved every bit of it. With his huge hand, he took hold of the back of my head and urged me to go deeper. And man, his grip was made of steel. I chocked on his cock as it tickled my throat, but there was no backing out. I breathed through my nose and tried to take it as deep as possible.“Oh, boy, I missed your mouth. Good boy, now, continue like that, take it all in.”I chocked and. " Okay, Mom," he muttered, wrapping his arms around me.I did the same, and then we kissed again. My hooters clashed again onto Joe's chest, and that was when I was sure that tears from both of our faces had come together as well.After another five-minute make-out session, my lips parted from his. "At the end of the day, you are my number one, Joe. You took that position even before your dad took that job." And there is no way to go higher?" There seems to be no cap on how much I love you, son,.