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A few times, I even left the door to my room ajar while I masturbated and called his name, but still we didn't do anything.
Finally, my husband left on a short business trip and Nick and I were alone in the house.
I did this a few times until I had the whole thing buried in me, then started to speed up my fucking, pretending it was Nick's cock in me, stretching me and filling me.
Again, I came hard and fast, this time moaning his name softly under my breath. Over the next week or two, I flirted with him shamelessly whenever we were alone.
I kept stroking him, rubbing my thumb in the precum dripping from the head, as he leaned down and suckled my breasts just as he had done as a child.
His tongue came outa and licked around and around my nipples and he bit them lightly, making them even harder, and his hand came down between us, teasing my clit and fucking two fingers into me.
He gave it a couple of quick strokes and it grew a little bit, but then I tucked it away and washed his hands, leaving me in the shower, even hotter than I had been.
I closed my eyes and leaned against the wall, two fingers quickly plunging into my aching pussy as I thought about Nick's cock.
I got out of the shower and dried off, wrapping the towel around me and opening the door to go back to my room.
Nick was just coming out of his room to go somewhere, and I pretended not to notice him as I let my towel slip down to reveal a breast.
I held tight to his shoulders as I came, this time not whispering his name but rather shouting it out at the top of my lungs, as I had longed to do for so long.
I leaned against him limply after my orgasm, my muscles turned to jello and a satiated smile on my face.
My fingers pounded into me hard and fast as I imagined what it would be like to feel my own son's cock fucking me.Tags: Adult Dating, affair dating, sex dating