One of his hands running from her thigh up the side to her breast, he gave a soft squeeze through the fabric as she moaned softly into his mouth, "Yea...h."Pulling his tee off, she cooed as she ran her fingers over his toned abdomen while he played with the button on her jeans. With a satisfying pop, he slowly pulled her jeans down, her legs wriggling a little as she got loose. The plain black panties, high-cut to show her hips, the soft mound just beyond. Climbing on top of him, she removed her. Then Kevin moved my hand and took over. It was weird for me since he was a man and all. But the feeling of someone other than myself working my cock felt really good. I got hard immediately. Kevin was well pleased. He told me it was even bigger and better than when he fantasized about me.He stood up and led me to his bedroom, both our cocks standing out before us. Once in his bedroom, he closed the door. “Mikey you beautiful boy, will you please suck my cock? I've been yearning for you for so. " Carrie lit a cigarette and tossed the lighter on the table. "Come over here and watch. It's not like we're an uptight family." She let out a husky laugh, letting slow burst of smoke trail past her lips. She watched her son lazily get up and walk to the table, his cock straining against his shorts. "I don't know why," he began, "even with all the things we've done, I feel weird wanting to watch you smoke. Same for Krista. I just think it's..." Fucking hot?" Carrie's cheeks sucked in as. I just live a few miles up ahead.She followed me all the way home and pulled into the drive way. I got offof the bike and walked over to her car. I opened the door for her. Iwatched as she turned in the seat to get out. As she turned, her legsspread apart, and her dress opened up revealing her crotch. She didn’thave on any panties. I could see that she had a nice clean shaved pussyand I could feel my cock getting hard again. Instead of getting out ofthe car, she just sat there with her legs.