She fought to catch her breath and slow her racing heart. She felt like she had run a marathon and she watched in sly amusement as her abs flexed invo...luntarily in the aftermath of her orgasm. One orgasm however was not enough for her. She decided that it was time for something a little different than she usually did. Pinning her clit between two fingers she started to rub it gently, with her free hand she slipped one finger inside her ass. She clenched her jaw at the intrusion, while it felt. Laying naked on his bed face down was my sleeping son. His legs hanging off the side of his bed exposing his smooth bubble butt. There was something about the crack in front of me that called out. I wanted to be a good father and walk away, but my cock was trying to take control and pull me forward.I found myself behind my son’s exposed muscular ass, on my knees. My head cleared for a moment and I grabbed his shoulder and called out Jake’s name. Shaking him, he did not respond. I slowly slid my. She also knew the little girl had died. She couldn’t explain why she had come to them nor could she explain the sense of peace and comfort that she felt from the little girl’s presence. Mary went back to sleep soon afterwards, and slept soundly and dreamlessly. She’d always been a restless sleeper, but on this night, she slept deeply. Frank laid awake the rest of the night trying to work out the events in his own mind. When Mary awoke, she felt refreshed and contented. She felt the bed beside. Now I'm lying here, waiting for him and enjoying the sensation of my Egyptian cotton sheet against my bare skin. I can smell my arousal, it is clearly evident. Just the thought of what I'm going to be doing with him has me incredibly turned me on.I've already signed into Skype. My laptop is at the end of my bed, laying between my legs. I keep waiting to see his name pop-up in the right-hand corner to indicate he's on. My heart races with anticipation and desire for him. I'm having such a hard.