One Friday, after one of those masturbation sessions, she thought, I literally can’t remember the last time I had sex.Taking a moment to regain stre...ngth in her shaky legs, she looked at the clock and saw that it was almost time to pick up her seventeen-year-old son from school. She hid her vibrator back in the closet and went into the bathroom to take a quick shower.Her body was well kept, toned and curvy in all the right places. She was a MILF, as she had often overheard her son’s friends call. But I said that she could not tell anyone about us, to which she readily agreed. She said she wasn’t sure about telling me when he fucked her but I was left with the distinct impression that she too was aroused by the thought of telling her carnal stories.I told her that I had sexual adventures and stories I wanted to share with her. I wanted her to get as much pleasure as I did but that I would pretty much control everything.The only thing I asked her was for discretion. Pretty unreasonable on. It gets me off. Am I a whore?”“Yes!” I growled, slamming her harder. “You’re a whore. You’re a whore and your son should see you rubbing your cunt. I’m going to send him this video. I’m going to send my sister this video. And they are going to come and come and come themselves watching you masturbate.”“Please, send it to them. I want them to see me rub my pussy. I want them to see me. Oh, fuck, I’m coming. I’m coming again on Daddy’s hard cock.” She gasped. And I felt her orgasm convulse around. He pulled my pants and underwear down, and my stiff cock sprang up. Reaching around it with one hand, he started to stroke. Damn this felt good, I was getting hot and my cock was so hard. Ted took my balls in his other hand and fondled them, gawddam that felt good. But he had more in mind; I looked down just as he approached my cockhead with his open mouth; I felt the wetness as he engulfed my head. I stroked the back of his head and he hummed, sending the vibrations to my member. Slowly,.