She was slowly removing her dress. I went near her and helped her remove her clothes too and pressed boobs over her red bra. It was looking so sexy on... her. I was getting mad. She sat on my lap and said what’s on your mind. I took her in my arms and cupped her breast and said this.To which she started breathing heavily. My dick was poking her pussy area. I removed my boxer and asked her to sit on my lap facing me. Then there was no stopping. I immediately hugged her and kept my on hand on her. ”“Sex is only an expression of love. Don’t you love me more now, after I put my seeds in to your cunt” I askedShe nodded. My wife also looked convinced.To reinforce the idea I said. A mother and son share all the love except this one. This will make the bonding complete. Both mother and daughter were thoughtful, impressed by my argument. “There is nothing wrong as son is not making her mother pregnant,” I pressed.There was silence for some time.“I would like to fuck my mother, if you help me. Twenty four hours and counting, he mused happily as he propped himself up against the headboard. He’d heard of sex marathons before. Big orgies or hours upon hours of sex, but even as a porn star, he found them dangerous and stupid. It wasn’t a realistic life goal or one to brag about by any means, and so he strayed from any company that extended such invitations. Sylar stroked his flat stomach and kept his eyes on the door, not wanting to miss the chance to exchange smiles with Emma when she. After taking a couple of steps Mason stopped to ask directions from a nearby hot petite girl who he caught repeatedly sneaking peeks at him as he walked in. After a few moments speaking with her, Mason not only got directions to the office, and her number, but he also invited Mikki to his party that night. As he turned around to head towards the office he saw her, Jasmine. Her familiar gaze swept over him. It made him and many others feel hot and cold; aroused and subdued; loved and loathed all.