I slowly moved my hand on my legs and started caressing myself. His glances became longer and his face showed that he was so aroused too. I then... lifted my skirt and quickly removed my thong. His eyes widened in disbelief with what he saw. Using one hand, I played with my clitoris, inserting a finger and massaging my wet hood. I used my other hand to caress my breast. I was pinching one nipple and then the other. I was enjoying every minute of it. It was the first time. Look right into my eyes and talk dirty to me, honey,” Jennifer oozed as her sticky hand made squishy sounds pumping her son’s hard tool.“Oh mom. I want you to be a dirty slut for your son and stick my cock in your mouth. Shove my meat in your mouth and suck off your own son. Cover my dick in your saliva, mom. Jerk me off and suck my cock until I squirt your dirty mouth full of my jizz, and then you can drink your son’s cum like a real slut mother. Suck me until I empty my balls down your. She pulled up the message; it was from NursBete69 at yazoo.com. The message was short and sweet.Dear Henrietta, I loved taking your temp, I loved taking your sample, and it was warm on my hand. Please talk to me tonight. Your friend, BettyHenrietta was happy. Her low feeling was gone. She would talk to Betty and feel better. She was certain of that. The thoughts of the Doctor and the silly courses of action seemed now far away. She set up a chat to Betty with her laptop on the bed. Henrietta. .. but a horse?"Flipping her hand in an impatient gesture, she answered, "Not really but there are times when my imagery takes over. Like, the sexual power of a horse's cock comes to mind, you know?" You mean like me slipping it into the ass of that waitress? The one with the beautiful butt?"Perhaps because Jean knew that I'd never "slipped" it into anything, save my hand, she gave me a puzzled frown. She replied, "I guess so... something like that... not real, but sexy and powerful. Like, I.