Theeerie silence punctuated only by the occasional passing train, stopping anddeparting as if they did not want to spend much time in the station eith...er. Aroundthe station, groups of youths with nowhere better to go hang around 'marking'their turf with even more graffiti, the excess paint running down the forsakenwalls. Helenwas new to all this, having only been in America for three weeks. True, theunderground in her native London was no picture painting, but in comparison tothis, it was a. Since she had started fucking Johnny, she found she could have as many as five or six orgasms before her son finally released his hot, incestuous load into her ravaged cunt. It was the forbidden excitement of sex with her own son that turned her on... that and the size of his cock. It was huge, and Tina had always loved big cocks, that was one of the reasons she had married Dave. Before they were married they used to fuck every chance they got. She couldn't wait for school to end so Dave could. The next thing I know is she grabs me by the hair on both sides of my head and starts fucking my mouth with her cock. Slowly at first. Then deeper, faster and harder. I have never sucked one before and I start to choke and gag. Don’t you puke she says as she pulls it out of my mouth. I catch my breath and she sticks the purple people pleasing prick up to my lips and forces my mouth open with a gentle thrust of her hips. She tightens her grip of my hair to the point I cant move my head and. I felt her fingers wrap around the stiff shaft, as she waved the panties at me. "I was hoping you would find these clean panties in the morning and come looking for an answer on why they were there." "And then what?" I asked as I felt her squeeze my cock. "Well, then I was going to tell you that you don't have to smell my panties any more, Daddy. You can have the real thing." she cooed softly as she rubbed the head of my cock over her pajamas. "But what if Daddy enjoys sniffing your.