My Son’s Friend 4

I woke early, my pussy already wet with thoughts of what the day and indeed the week was to bring. Lying next to me my sexually sated husband continued to slumber after I had spent the night before teasing him repeatedly before allowing him to drain his balls onto my face. It did not take […]

My Son’s Friend 3

The buds of the headphones fitted snugly to the ears as the band pulled tight around the back of my head. Checking that my pony tail was free to float around rather than being pulled against the back of the head I gently rotated my hips. One last warm up before I started the five-mile […]

My Son’s Friend 2

The knee length dress I had picked from the wardrobe hid my curves completely with it’s long, billowing sleeves and high neck. Slipping my feet into a pair of ballet pumps, I checked how I looked in the mirror before stepping out onto the landing. “Kyle?” I called, knowing that no-one else could have arrived […]

My Son’s Friend

“Deeper?” “Yes, push it deeper.” The voice sounded tinny over the speaker function on my mobile phone but at the same time it was easily identifiable as my husband. “But it’s a 12 inch dildo… if I push it any deeper I think I will tear apart.” The voice laughed, echoing slightly around my bedroom, […]