I hope that makes it special. As you can see, I am now an author, and always will be. It’s my new lot in life, guess I’ll just have to live with i...t. Best regards, Hank ********** A couple of days later, Sarah’s father looked up when, with a lot of banging and bumping, the front door flew open. He wondered, ‘What the hell?’ Suddenly the end of a suitcase appeared, it was obviously being used to brace the door open. Then another appeared with Sarah stuck between them, looking agitated as she. After she turned he checked out her cute round ass in the too tight sweatpants. He didn’t see any lines of panties and wondered if she was wearing any. After walking into the den he saw the partially filled glass of wine on the coffee table. ‘I didn’t know you drank wine.’ She rolled her eyes. ‘You’ve known since the tenth grade party at John Mason’s house. Remember you got me drunk and tried to take advantage of me.’ ‘Hey it was you who kissed me,’ he laughed. She led him to the sofa and. His ass corkscrewed vigorously and her haunches heaved and humped in horny rapture."Fuck me! Fuck me, baby!" she wailed."Take it, Mom!" he rasped, thrusting in.His balls slapped against her churning ass as he burrowed his prick in to the core of her cunt, filling her to the brim, stuffing her full.She clamped her thighs around his hips, grinding her cunt down to meet his thrusts. Her son was throwing a magnificent fuck into her and Margot was in ecstasy."Fuck-screw-pump it to me!" she. Not that he had really ever explored her body for all it’s hidden pleasure spots. She gave hints or made suggestions as to what might get her hot, he either was unwilling or unable to fully cut loose and learn to try new, tabooish sex play. She never wished to be considered a whore in her public life, but in the bedroom it was a different story. There were many differing scenarios to her fantasies, but ultimately they all led to loads of warm jism covering her hot, sexy body. She’d be.