Suppressing the scream I really wanted to emit. Pulled out and sank back into the cushions. Trying to catch my breath. My head was spinning. Sheeze. ...I had done it again. Fucked my Mom the fourth time! I slipped off the sofa, pulled the blanket over Mom and went up to my room. She looked so serene with her eyes closed like that, her face seemed angelic to me. But my mind was racing. What kind of pervert was I becoming? Fucking my own Mom. And worse, she didnt even know I was doing it! Gawd it. Dangerous. Yet utterly thrilling. She stirs and my legs wrap his torso, his belt buckle cold against my thigh. The shift of weight permits him to more easily bury his face in my neck. Light stubble first scuffs then scratches my tender flesh, his patchouli and cinnamon scent drifts between us, mixing with faint traces of wine and the distinct overtones of jasmine from my fiery sex. I’m overcome with the raw energy between us. Never been more ready and willing to accept what he has to offer,. "Tomorrow's Saturday, how about a hike in the Gorge, then dinner?" After the effect he's had on me today, I can hardly imagine spending an entire day and evening with him. It's obvious he picked an activity he knew I'd be comfortable with, and I appreciate it immensely. I enthusiastically reply, "A hike sounds great! One of my favorites is..." He cuts me off before I finish. "Corrine, I'd like to plan the day tomorrow if you don't mind. Just dress in some good hiking clothes, but if you could,. He just couldn't do it. so I did, took a couple tries and it opened. we talked a bit, and it was the first time I noticed his hard on thru his pants! even at the schools gym shower, I never checked out any naked guy. so the more he talked.. the more I looked. after awhile he tells me that he has a huge porn magazine stash inside the van.. did I want to check them out. I had never seen HARD CORE porn pictures.. the most I saw was my best friends dads Playboy/ Penthouse collection. so.. I.