I was mortified. XXNX I leaned back and positioned myself to take the insertion I had waited so long for. I became lovesick. He got harder. I settled in my mind that my son would not have me sexually before he was twenty-one. I did what I do in my dumb moments, “What if…” What if he stops loving me, what if he stops wanting me? I watched as my son’s cock went into Denise’s mouth, and Mark’s short, fat, dick pushed into her pussy from behind. As we got to know them we all became closer and visions of sugarplums began dancing in Danny’s and my head. I felt confused but with a sexual energy I hadn’t felt in years.
