“Please, stop doing this?”
“Being happy for you?” I shook my head. Xxnx This was so hot. I could do what I wanted. Enjoy! My entire brain fuzzed. “That’s it,” I panted. “Yes!”
And I knew it was the truth. “So, was it hard?”
“Hard?” he gulped. “She’s such a lovely girl. Drink my juices.”
My juices flooded into his mouth. I frowned, walking away from my son as he played with his phone. Then you can fuck me!”
“Yes, Mommy!” he groaned, his voice so throaty, so manly. And came. He squeezed them, kissing me again. As I placed the order, giving my information by rote, I reflected back on all the little things that I had never quite realized before: Ryan staring at my tits and ass, Ryan ogling me in a bathrobe or when I had on a pair of tight shorts, how eager he was to
