My son Manuel

I wanted Manuel to fuck me; I wanted to feel his big thumb in my asshole, to have his hand imprint on my ass, to take his manhood in my mouth, to envelope his cock in my quivering pussy; to come on his beautiful thrusting young cock. I was a pervert and I knew it. But all that was for another time. I tiptoed out of the room, leaving the two young lovers to bask and cuddle in post sex bliss. I carried the candy-striped vibrator with me to my bedroom, wondering what the next days and weeks might bring.