I wasn't so dumb that I couldn't figure that 'kinky mothers' was more than likely a sort of shorthand for older women who wanted to get chattily naugh...ty with guys – or more probably somewhere for naughty guys to go and impersonate naughty women so they could get off when other naughty guys could pretend to be desperate teens. But there again... I kept asking myself whether it really was a site where actual mothers – people like me – went to chat to genuine teenage sons to see what fantasies. I pulled out and lowered his legs. Quickly removing the condom I just got to his face as I started ejaculating. The first couple of loads hitting his face and then my cock was twitching and shooting into his mouth. He took me balls deep and eased every drop of cum from me. I licked the dribbling cum from his face and I laid flat on top of him as we kissed. I could feel his cock was again hard against me as he put his hands on my butt cheeks and pulled me onto him.I moved down his body, sucking. I grabbed her by the hand and led her in the house. I turned to her, handed her a tissue. "I herd you got accepted to Harvard! Congratulations!" Before I could finish she lept into my arms and kissed me wildly! She wrapped her legs around my waist, she was in the long black dress that was standard for the girls in orchestra. This girl has me wrapped around her little finger! I carried her over to my couch and laid her down. I moved over top of her, on my knees between her legs, supporting my. That and she’d been fantasizing about Craig grabbing her wrists pinning her down and screwing her until she passed out from pleasure. It was hard to take notes when she could fantasize while [i]knowing[/i] what his lips felt like, what his skin smelled like when he was sweating.She tried to be casual with Mr. Basilton when she arrived. Ultimately, she decided against going without panties or a bra. That would have been a step too far. But she did go ahead and put on a matching pair of black.