Her body was even better than I thought. Really nice tits, a narrow waist and flaring hips with perfectly formed legs. She didn’t have an ounce of f...at on her. Her pussy was shaved with a small triangle of pubic hair just above it. She lay back on the bed. I had never gone down on a woman before but knew about it. I started to put my face between her legs but she pulled me up. “Please put your cock in me Jack. You can eat me out later but I don’t want to wait another second to find out what that. We Reached the place on time but I never knew what was in store… until things fell in place in the theatre. Soon night fell, we were watching the movie together for awhile, and then I slowly hugged & kissed her, cupped and kneaded her breasts. This continued for awhile. We both came to a situation when we wanted to feel the body warmth, decided to stay out somewhere for the night and go home the next day. I called home to say I wouldn’t be coming home for the night and she too did the same. "Hello?" he called out. "Is anyone home?"He reached out and gently pushed the door open further. He stuck his head inside the house. "Hello? Ms. Franklin? Are you here?"Peter picked up his briefcase and stepped into the dark house. He waited until his eyes grew used to the darkness and then closed the door behind him. There was a tiny click as the lock engaged itself. The living room was cluttered with old boxes and stacks of books and newspapers. The furniture was old and tattered. The walls. She was trying to make her mind think it was her husband…but, she knew it was her son. She knew how terrible this was, how revolting it would be to anyone, how selfish it was of her to expose herself this way to Brian, her son. As she felt him climb onto the bed behind her, she made herself say, “Come and get it, Charles.” And as she spoke the words, tears weld up in her eyes and she began silently crying as she felt the unmistakable caress of a cock head along her pussy slit. He moved it.