They fit my hands perfectly. I simply held them, enjoying their warmth and heaviness. My hands tightened slightly and she moaned softly. I looked at h...er sex, the soft decorative hair above it. Full lips with a bit of clit protruding from them. I let go of her right breast and let my hand smooth over her hip. I released her left breast and let my hands slide across the creamy flesh. She leaned forward on the dresser as I took in her form. She was curved, soft and tasted like peaches. My cock. All she had to do was breath through her mouth and pretend she was going to the bathroom and nature would take its course without her having to do anything at all. It all sounded real simple but she had seen some X-rated videos of girls screaming their heads off as some guy's cock disappeared into their crack and it didn't look like they were enjoying it very much.If her dad knew she was bending over for one of "them" she was certain he would spank her so hard that she couldn't sit down for a. Charley couldn't believe what was happening. As much as he had wanted this, he had been sure that nothing would happen even with his father's neglect. But it finally hit home as his mother bobbed her head up and down his eight inch shaft and he thought 'my mom is giving me a blow job! My mom is sucking my cock!' A smile came to his face as he ran his fingers through her hair. "Fuck, mom!" he whispered.She withdrew from his cock momentarily. "Completely correct," she replied then went back to. I know from their descriptions that I've never had one. And 'why not' is a long story." You mean dad never ..." Your father was wonderful provider, honey. But he was just a fucker, not a lover. And I was just a semen receptacle, a cum bucket."Oh, this just kept getting better. I've never heard her use the F word. Ever. And now she's slipping it out like it's part of her everyday vocabulary. "He'd get hard, stick it in my pussy." (Now the P word!). "Pump in and out 2 or 3 times, spew, pull out,.