I soon found myself sitting in my car, waiting, with a thousand things going through my head. The raw excitement of what I was planning struggled agai...nst the guilt as I sat there wondering if I should (or could) really do this when I saw his car go by. This was my moment &hellip,. Do I follow him home, as promised, or chicken out? Taking a deep breath, I made my decision and pulled out to follow him. As we drove to his house, the struggle between guilt and excitement continued. This wasnt the. He pushes his fingers into her mouth, making her suck them after he's had them in her ass up to the knuckles. But that's not the sick bit. I mean, that's horrid ... but the worst of it comes when I'm starting to feel him, too.See, my shtick is that I can read emotionally charged experiences from places and things. Negative ones about ten times as strongly as positive ones cause hey, ain't life a bitch? And sadistic glee ... Oh yeah, that's pretty negative. And its pretty fucking strong. The. I could feel that my mom’s cunt was big, with thick fleshy pussy lips, hot and wet, as I moved my face all over it.My tongue entered the pussy hole looking for my lusty mom’s clit and I could sense that her legs are getting weak. I made mom sit on the floor and spread her legs before me. I lowered my face again into her pussy and licked it. Mom was moaning with pleasure, a pleasure which she had not experienced for a long time. Now her son was giving it. Her moaning was so high, I was sure that. John’s favorite position for receiving a blowjob was flat on his back, so he was lying on an air mattress with his legs spread and his cock rock hard. I positioned myself in a comfortable place and took his manhood into in my mouth for what I hoped would be his best blowjob ever. As I mentioned earlier John has almost 8 inches of hard cock; it is also about 2 ½ inches in diameter I started by licking his cock to get it wet and slippery; I slowly took it into my mouth. I was able to get about 6.