I was wearing my yoga pants and an old t-shirt that I had cut the sleeves and collar off when the phone rang."Hello?" I answered."Alexis Perry," said ... scratchy mechanical voice. It had a familiar tone to it."Yes?" I said.Click. I looked at the phone and checked. Dead. 'Damn!' I grabbed my cell phone and called the phone company. A pre-recorded voiced said that they were aware of problems in my area and they were working on it. I wished I knew who called. I checked the caller ID but it said. And I blurted out all my thoughts in one hurried stream that was only interrupted by my sobs as I tearfully told my son what a failure I considered myself. He sat there silently listening to me, his face set in a frown and when I finally wound down he said nothing at all, just looked at me with one eyebrow raised."I'm... I'm sorry Max," I sobbed after a few minutes of his silence, "I'm sorry for being a lousy mother, I'm sorry for being a lousy woman, but most of all I'm sorry that it hurt. My legs feel hollow and my chest is tingling and the hair all over my body stands up and seems to vibrate. I gaze at her gloriously full and fecund breasts, her thin lips and deep brown eyes and well shaped brows on the alabaster skin of her face. I point my throbbing member down at her sternum, right between her pendulous lobes with their nipples freshly pierced with steel and I cum. The first clenching contraction is dry but then the second sends a rocket of sperm blasting out of my penis. Paul already had one hand on her breast and was gently massaging it. I quite enjoyed watching him and noticed the bulge in his pants. From what my wife had told me, I knew his cock was another 7cm (3in) longer than mine but quite a bit narrower. I wanted to see it, so I told my wife to get Paul’s cock out. At this point, I wasn’t sure if Paul’s interests extended into bisexuality. He was naturally hairy, circumcised and it had a nice curve to it. My wife stroked it and kissed the tip as I.
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“And you?” I glared tearfully down at him between my thighs. “How did you…?” “Ha! I could have kept going a while longer,” he grinned. I
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