“I’m not saying it because you’re my mom.”“You really think I’m pretty?” I asked, as I moved away far enough to give him a chance to che...ck out my entire body.“Mom, you’re hot. A MILF,” he said, checking me out very unlike what a son should do.Although I knew what a MILF was, I asked all innocently, “What’s a MILF?”“A Mom I’d Like to Fuck,” he answered.“Oh!” I said, acting surprised, again in full actress mode.“Well, I guess it’s better than having an ugly mother,” I joked.He laughed, “I. “If you must know come with me.” And at that she got up and after paying the bill, left the cafe with Diane following her. Diane was sorry for what she’d said, she hadn’t meant to be critical. She just wanted her friend to know she would be there for her, that she could be trusted to keep her secret. Allyson didn’t live far from where they were, just a short ride on the tube. Less than half an hour later, they were in her house. Nothing was said in the meantime, once inside Allyson hung up. In her present highly-aroused condition, the horny youngster couldn't help but wonder what her daddy's huge, man-sized prong would feel like stuffed up her tight, hot, little pussy. His finger had now penetrated her wet pussy to the last knuckle and it was a lot easier to see her now that his eyes were used to the dim light. His daughter was beautiful, her tits jutting out provocatively from her small, compact torso, her soft ass grinding into the mattress beneath her. Everything about the girl. You strain to find my cock. Because you want it. Your lips find the head as my tongue finally finds your clit. I use my fingers to stretch the skin from around it so it is fully exposed. Then I begin to work quickly with my mouth. My tongue slides up and down the shaft. Curling around it. Pushing it down and then pulling it up. I can feel you twisting wildly as the pleasure begins to build inside you. You can feel the hot pressure building in your pussy. You moan even louder. My tongue slides.