The guy checks out. He’ll be in town on business and just wants a pretty lady for a dinner-date. Four hours. Dinner followed by an hour’s private ...time. It’ll be a breeze.”******* Staci couldn’t help but smile at her image in the mirror as she marveled at the sudden bout of nervous excitement that had released a swarm of butterflies in the pit of her stomach. Staci acknowledged that she had led a somewhat charmed life and only played according to her rules, however, she resented that some people. As he had now matured and grown-up from his early teen urges to his later teen urges, we talked again, and my son told me that he still wanted to have sex with me, he had not grown out of that early naughty phase at all, far from it, all the years of waiting had in fact made him more eager to have it with me. So because I was a very horny naughty mother and he was horny I obliged him.Now read my story...Last night at about 1.AM I was woken up by a series of noises that were coming from my son's. Slowly, I gave a stroke, her pussy was very tight but was very wet so I got a little of my tip inside, she was in pain, her eyes were full of tears, so I waited a little and gave another stroke, this time more powerful than the previous one, almost half my cock went in, she was gonna shout but I locked my lip over her. Now I slowly started rhythmic strokes and her pain subsided in pleasure. She was moaning “oh aaahhhh please go deeper baby, please fuck me harder, make me your bitch tonight,. ”“About 5’8”, with dark, shoulder-length hair, nice curves, and large breasts!”“Which would, in your mind, lead to me simply dropping my panties so we could go at it on the couch?”“Would it?” I asked with a smirk.“Ethics requires me to not answer that question.”I chuckled, “I think you just did!”Clara laughed, “You are a very slick character! So the real answer?”“Intelligent, open-minded, and well-read.”“Pardon this question, but is that actually true, or are you trying to avoid sounding like a.