So what's it gonna be...I ain't got all day...' Before I could say anything Ralph drew back his hand and I panicked and said '...OK...OK...I'll do wha...t you want...' Ralph said '...that's more like it...next time I ask you something don't be too long in answering...' '...Come on, get over here and get busy so we can get out of here...' Slowly I raised up on my knees and and reached out for his manhood. As soon as my hand made contact, his penis throbbed violently. I pulled back my hand and. Love to me, son. Please. Now. On the dining room table, right next to the pizza. Michael already gave me a ‘bucket list’ hall pass, just in case I might feel the need for it. I’m cashing it in to ... for once in my life, know what it means to be fucked by my own son. He doesn’t want me to have any regrets, you know,” Mom stripped down to her underwear now.“Do it, bro!” Amy egged me on now.“Do it, papi. Chinga tu madre!” Anastassia encouraged me as I dropped my pajama bottoms and Amy unhooked. To seduce him, she had changed into just a robe before she slipped into the bedroom. As she hoped and figured it would, it worked like a charm. Now Robert reaches down to part the robe below the belt, his fingers curling upward to stroke her clit as his tongue mingles with hers. Cynthia tries to break the kiss but he only moves his digits more quickly, her quickening breaths puffing against his cheek as she exhales through her nose.The odd car goes by, but no one looks up to the balcony. There. Did he know? She watched his hands as he cupped his cigarette and quickly lit it. She swallowed hard again. Such nice, strong hands. And now, after all these nights of waiting and watching, his hands were close enough to touch her. She heard the rain start before she felt it. Large drops falling quickly, and then his hand pressed her back, urging her under the building's awning and out of the rain. She didn't have time to process the danger she may have gotten herself into. Then he was in front.