"He urgently nodded as I squeezed his prick, moving my pussy directly over it. Then in one second of mad, lust-blinded moment, I impaled my hot cunt o...n my Son's thick cock.We both cried out aloud as Mother and Son joined. I didn't waste any time. I began to move back and forth as my thighs gripped the hips of his lithe body. My hands pressed down on to his shoulders, my lips were on his, my tongue dancing with his tongue, I was fucking my Son and I loved it. His groin began to buck up against. It was a mix of sadness and anger. "I was here with a friend, but she took off with some guy and now, here I am."I felt bad for her. That same thing had happened to me plenty of times, but I never thought much of it. I guess the other side has it worse. "You can hang with us if you want. I'm Drew." Jessica, nice to meet you. Your friends wouldn't mind?" Not at all. In fact, I have a friend who would love to meet you. He is a bit shy, so go easy on him." I make no promises. How about you. We started going to South Wales about one weekend a month. Then one Friday I came home from work and on the Fridge door I found the ubiquitous note.CowboyJill and I have gone down to the cottage for the weekend. You boys behave yourself whilst we're gone. Don't you and Ronny go getting up to any mischief? I've seen the way the girls look at you down the Golf Club.AmyOh, the cowboy bit? I'd rather not say, but I will to keep you happy. When I was younger, I used to ride horses. I gave up when I. We also agreed to meet up for lunch over the holidays, sort of a mini-reunion, which we did. Again, this event was a total blast, plus the seating arrangement was repeated and so were the attendees. Because it was in a restaurant, we sat in a booth and so Cheryl and I were sitting closer together, our hips and thighs touching the whole time. Occasionally, she would slip her hand through my arm, as though I was escorting her. Keeping it there for a bit, she would slightly squeeze my arm and use.