I grabbed my son’s cock and began to jerk him off. It only took a couple of strokes to make my sons’ cock erupt with his hot, sticky salty spunk. ...I wanted him to watch his cum shoot of his prick, surging across my tongue, into my mouth and down my throat. I knew my teenage son would love watching his spunk going into his mom’s waiting mouth. He exploded a huge surge of cum shot out. I could feel it jet across my tongue and splattering against the back of my mouth. His saltiness tasted so good. An evening with 2 men was not strange to me to be just the background in a relationship and then wild to drive it with an extra man. ... That was new and really against my principle.Well ..... it was Thursday nightWe agreed a non-binding totally spontaneous meeting with a user, chat a bit and get to know ... maybe more ... so stand on. After seeing my black boots nylons, corset and a skirt dressed we headed to the meeting place .... But we were left alone ...Back at home was the frustration. Any way we arranged that I should call in at Plaistow on my way back to Catterick at the end of the parachute continuation training course.The parachute training went well; the meeting with Miriam not quite so well.It started off OK – we were both on our best behaviour, and we had even exchanged a kiss. My mother and Vivian had gone up West to a show and a meal and wouldn't be back until gone midnight, so Miriam and I had the house to ourselves.Once again Miriam apologised for not being at home. " Baby Girl, I was never much into role-playing before you came into my life, but with the success of last night's pirate fantasy for Margo, I'll play any role you want, just name it." Thank you sir, I love you so much." But back to the fucked up reality. It only got worse as my grandparents died. If they hadn't lived with us I don't know what I would have done but they were they only unconditional love I had any experience with. I kept getting better and better at making my parents lives a.