Fifteen minutes later his grip was firm around his erection, an erection as firm as the one Peter North was sliding into Lori Michaels on the flickering screen before him. He let the memory of Caroline riding his prick come back into his mind and his eyes closed while he replaced her in his mind, seeing his mother, visualising her tits jiggling as she rode him to her climax.

I needed to come then, he thought. Maybe, if she does let me fuck her ... and Mom, wow! She has a body to kill for!

"Enjoying that, son?" Carl spun round, shocked. The voice, soft as it was, had startled...