One night I came down frommy bedroom to the kitchen where Mum was sitting and she gently wipedsome eye shadow off my face which I had missed before Da... could seeit. She was and still is, a hero.Then, at about age 16, I was given my own computer and I discoveredthe internet. I not only discovered it, I nearly drowned in it. I soonfound out I was not alone; indeed, there were many people goingthrough the same struggle as me. It makes such a difference when youknow others are feeling the same. We reached and we started smooching each other. I almost ate her lips. She again went down and started giving me a blowjob.Oh God, she was great. I asked her in praise – For how long are you doing this? She said – I love blowing cocks and you are my 15th cock. I had to say – You are a bitch, a whore, Randi. She said I love doing that. And she continued sucking my cock.I pulled her top away and then opened her jeans to make her appear in Bra and Panty. She was looking sexy, man. Her sex life has. . good girl. Suck my cock” With a grunt, the first rope of thick cum splash into your mouth. My body convulses as another spurt shoots out. I pull my quivering cock out of your mouth, take a step back and watch as you wantonly swallow every last drop.I see your hand feverishly rubbing your pussy. I ask “did I say you could do that?!” pointing towards your pussy. “get on the bed, lay down; NOW!”I get in between your legs and slowly kiss my way up your inner thighs to your leaking pussy. “Does my. We sat around the living room after dinner, and my wife went and got into something more comfortable (cliché). She was hot with the thought of fucking Harv again. I was hot with the thought of watching her get fucked and was anxious to see his cock hard. I had seen him many times in the shower, soft, and wanted to see how big it actually got.She sat on the couch with him and started to snuggle up and rub his thigh. He seemed really nervous with me sitting there so I went to the kitchen and took.