I had no idea what to expect. Would Michelle be angry, glad to see me, no reaction at all? Was I too late? Maybe she’d already agreed to stay with h...im.I couldn’t help but notice the surroundings. I’d always assumed Chicago was either high rise downtown buildings or slums. I never expected the beautiful, green area we were now driving through. It was a little out in the suburbs; big, beautiful houses with park-like greenery all around. Kristen drove into a curving driveway to the front of a. She wanted to see what she would see if he was there in front of her, looking at her, and perhaps…“I’d be thinking of cumming on your tits.”“What?”“If I was Johnny.”Was that it? Was the lad imagining his stiff cock erupting, his spunk landing on her full breasts? Her hands were there, moving as if she were massaging his semen into her skin. The thought gave rise to an intense neediness, impossible to ignore. “Nothing else?” A hand moved as she spoke, fingers tracing a path through the heavy. Mike was the first to make a move towards my mother. He was about 6' tall, around 180 pounds and played basketball on the Varsity team. I noticed his cock was probably about 9" long and 2.5" wide as he knelt behind my mother looking to enter her first. He positioned himself behind mom, reached between her legs and started sliding his hand back and forth over her pussy and between her lips. When his fingers hit mom’s clit, she jumped and let out a soft moan while shoving my cock further down her. The top came off and I got her bra off as well. Cheryl didn’t seem to mind that I had my lips planted in the tips of her nipples. I was sucking both nipples into my mouth. After a few minutes of this Cheryl pushed me away. I was a little confused. She seemed to be getting into the kissing and touching. Cheryl stood up and started to undo her pants. I sat there watching her every move. ‘You need to know about me, Tom.’ she told me. The pants dropped to the floor, but something was wrong. Cheryl.