I was ashamed of myself. Now at the very same time I was stirring. I was watching myself at a point in my life that I was at a sexual bliss. This was ... sexual bliss that Danny had never taken me to and I felt that Danny could never be able to take me to. I sat there watching and wondering just what was I going to do? I could never do anything like this for my pleasure; I did this to get even with Dan, yet ... I hated to admit it to myself, I did remember the feeling that I had experienced. I kiss my way down her stomach from her wonderfully pink, puckered nipples, vowing to return to show them more love. I shimmy the sheet down as I move lower. I press a kiss to her neatly trimmed mound. That little bit of hair reminds me that she is a woman a few years older than I am. I rest my head against her hip as I draw circles through that patch of hair. I smile, hearing her whimper and wonder what her dreams are like right at this moment. I tickle her leg so she will spread them and. My mind raced, reliving the years of fantasizing and jacking off to my mom. Trying to grab glimpses of her nude, and sniffing her thongs. It was totally perverted, but I defy anyone who says they wouldn’t be with such a hot mom.“Hi Dan,” she smiled as she entered.She had changed into a loose blouse with a fair amount of cleavage showing off her 36G tits. On the bottom she wore nothing, the blouse was just long enough to cover her decency. This meant her toned, tanned and silky smooth legs were. .. Carl? Where did all this come from? How did a fourteen year old orphan learn to give this kind of pleasure?? How did you know what to do to me? I didn't give you any encouragement ... You just played me like a violin ... I never knew ... Carl, I never knew..."She could feel the fluid inside her moving about as she shifted, and clasped her hand around my penis, trying to make sure nothing escaped. She was after my fluid, not my love, after all. I laughed when Jane shifted herself to lift her.
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