One of his hands went from where it rested gently on the back of my head, down my back, slowly turned and moved to one of my breasts. Swiftly I moved my hands to his jeans and unbuttoned them. Xnxx com The bank allowed it and gave me the location to the apartment. My moans became louder as he took his time with each breast. “I’m with your bank.”
“Ah so you’re here for the money?” he asked. Our moans became soft screams of pleasure. Then I remembered… he just turned eighteen. “You’re beautiful.”
My heart skipped a beat. As we lay there in the aftermath of our pleasure with him still inside me, I told him, “Jason… you are my son.”
Note: the story ends here because I want you the reader to fill in the blank. To my surprise, he wasn’t wearing underwear and his half hard cock stood before me.
