Maybe it was both, but I found this extremely hot.The next surprise wasn't as big but it was still certainly shocking. She opened a dresser drawer to ...reveal probably 50 sex toys, dildos, vibes, plugs, beads, fuckable inserts for men, like fleshlights, the complete works. We start passionately kissing again right over her pet's body, and his cock starts to get harder and harder. Before we start anything actually sexual, I make it clear that I am not gonna become her new pet. I have a more. Do you want me to drive?’ ‘Sure, I’d like that. But I’ll get us out of town first.’ ‘Good idea. It’s been months since I’ve driven, and Manhattan isn’t a great place to get back in the groove. But once I get warmed up and we get close to Charlotte, I’ll navigate our way through all those Nascar fans.’ John laughed and changed lanes, eliciting a horn blast from a taxi. ‘I hoped that by starting at six in the morning, we would avoid aggressive cab drivers,’ he glanced over at Amy who was relaxed. It was a joke in the family before I reached puberty that my father wasprobably the milkman as I didn't resemble any of my parents nor my twoolder siblings. I had fair skin, a pug nose and small chin.It was summertime and I was eleven years old, playing with my boyfriends, outdoors. Some kind of a running game. A lady stopped me andasked why I was wearing makeup. I didn't understand what she was talkingabout. But my rosy cheeks and lips looked like I had make up on.Puberty came late. . She smiled, remembering. She glanced beside her. Phil was still there. His eyes were closed and his young chest rose and fell gently. He was asleep.The last thing she remembered was just lying there beneath her son, basking in the feel of their bodies so closely pressed together. Then?She wasn't sure. She must have drifted off in the total relaxation that had suffused through her body after their love making. It had been good, so wonderfully good.Again, she looked at her son. An impish urge to.