Suzanne slipped off her heels and left them just inside the front door, so I did the same with my thongs (=UK & US flip flops, =NZ jandals).When I lef...t home my wife had been surprised that I was traveling dressed so informally in a T-shirt, track-suit pants and thongs. I had told her that it was to be comfortable on the flight. Another more important reason was that, if the need arose, I could get my cock out very quickly.“Bill. This is my mum, Maria. Maria, Bill.”“Hello Bill. I've wanted to. "Danny put his hands upon her head as she braced it upon her palm. He moved closer, prodding at her, offering the glowing head of his prick, and she could not refuse it. It was lovely, and she wasn't afraid of it. She fought down the barricades that had always been erected in her mind, remembering that Chad had gone down on her many times when they were young, knowing that this beautiful son of theirs had performed masterful job of cunnilingus upon her already. It was only that she had never. The house was so quiet. My mind continued to race, thoughts of Jake continued to fill my mind. Was he a virgin? How many girls had he had sex with? Was he doing safe sex? Did he know how to have sex? Please a woman? Woman, hell I chuckled to myself. Had I gotten so cynical? God, I could not remember what I knew at his age. When did his dad and I start our sexual relationship? Seniors in high school. Yep, now I remembered. Our first time was not unlike what I had observed minutes ago with Jake.. As we kept talking, she suddenly said “shit, stupid silk pillows making me sensitive”. That was breaking point for me. Just knowing how turned on she was started driving me crazy, “shit” I said “don’t say stuff like that, ok, I already want you really badly already” At the admission of that fact, we were both ready to rip into each other, but I didn’t want her to do something she may regret. “Let’s just hold hands for a bit” I proposed. She promptly agreed. This did not help things, our skin.