We didn't jump straight to anal though. First we got back to making out, kissing like teenagers, warming the bed and ourselves up again. I love the wa...y he kisses me, like he's tasting me, always wanting more. He lay on his back and I was above him. He squeezed and sucked my heavy breasts, flicking my nipple with his tongue and biting them just enough to make me gasp. I straddled him, wanting so badly to have him inside of me. I like to pause when his dick is juuuust touching my pussy, so he can. The preference form wasmuch more interactive. A lot of it was asking for his likes anddislikes. Some of the questions were pretty weird. Questions like'Which of these trees are you more likely to draw?' or 'How many closefriends do you have now compared to when you were a child?' It waspretty detailed and took most of an hour to fill in. Towards the endit asked about career preferences. He still thought this was all amisunderstanding, but did not want to jinx any chances of clearing. ‘Come nearer.’ I squatted down and pushed my body near to my mom; she stretched out her leg out and I walked near to her pussy. I kneeled down. Something was running through my mind and I wish to say it.‘Mom…’‘Yes dear.’‘I appreciate what you are doing for me. I mean you are naked showing your breast to your own son. I realize something mom. You trust me, you trust me that I would take advantage of you. You want to have this great experience and I’m having it.’ I was saying with my head low. " In his present state her words did not really register in his mind and, even if they had he'd have continued. His wife's infidelity would not have dampened his raging desire for this lovely, compliant thirteen-year-old beauty. Don lowered his hips, angling his cock at the fat, hairless crevice that divided the young girl's bulging vulva into two plump rolls of flesh. He pushed the bulbous, purple knob against the softness, thrilling to the warm sensations as her labia parted to surround his.