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“Don’t!” my husband said in a stage whisper. “You can’t go in there like that!””Shush!” I whispered back. “I checked him an hour ago and gave him his meds. He’s out cold.”Our college-aged son Jason, was sick with a bad cold. I just needed to check on him before hubby and I could relax for the night. Earlier I had been fully dressed when my son was awake. Now I was wearing only a short, black, see through night gown, thus my husband’s concern.I eased his door open and softly tip-toed over to the bed and looked down on him. Even as a young man, he still looked so innocent in his sleep. I softly sat on the side of his bed so as not to disturb him. I softly placed my palm on his forehead. The poor guy was burning up. I reached over and took his temperature with the roll-on scanner. Yep, he still had his fever, although it appeared to be going down. I looked to the door.”He’s about the same,” I whispered Bostancı Escort to my husband. “Go get me the sports drink in the fridge.” I watched until he went on his way, then I adjusted the covers and lowered them down to his waist. My hand brushed against his penis which was stiff and poking upward creating a tent in the sheets. I halted for a moment, but he was burning up and needed some air on his body. I gently pulled the sheets down to his thighs, and there it was.His pink-headed, stiffly erect cock was poking through the fly of his boxers. “I’ll bet it’s burning hot too,” I thought in my head. I thought about the times I’ve caught him watching us and it only seemed fair to see his body. I slowly reached out and put my hand almost on his cock. I could feel the heat! “Touch it,” I heard him say in a soft whisper. I looked frantically at his face, seeing Bostancı Escort Bayan that his eyes were now open and staring at me.”Touch it before Dad comes back,” he urged. I watched him as his eyes roamed my body. My tits were plainly on view in the see-through nightie. My nipples were hardening under his gaze. “Touch it,” he urged me again.”Baby, I can’t…” I started to say when I heard John on the stairs. I quickly grabbed his cock which immediately throbbed in my hand and a dot of pre-cum emerged as I tucked him back into his shorts. I pulled the blanket up in a ball around his erection just as my husband made it to the door.I quickly jumped up and walked to the door.”Just put it on his nightstand. He can have it whenever he wakes up. Thanks, John.” I whispered and left for our bedroom.My husband came back into our room and started closing the bedroom Escort Bostancı door.”No!” I said quickly, causing him to give me a quizzical look. “It’s too stuffy in here with the door closed.””Yeah but…” he started to explain, but I interrupted him.”Rachael’s gone, and Jason’s is out like a light from his meds. It will be okay.” I reassured him.He seemed unsure, but I gave him a little spin in my nightie which rose up into the air revealing my ass and pussy to him. That was enough. He came to me and took me in his arms, wrapping them tightly around me and lifting me up into the air.”Well, in that case, we can do this anywhere we want to,” he grunted in a manly voice.”Not just anywhere…” I started to say but he growled and led me out into the hall.I let out a huge squeal and giggle. I couldn’t help myself. John carried me down the hall and onto the stairs. He sat down at the top and put me in between his thighs. I looked at him with his hard cock bouncing in front of my face. I knew what he wanted.”You’re so bad,” I said in a giggly girl voice and then I leaned forward and took him deep into my mouth.”Yeah,” he moaned as I licked and sucked his hot cock. “I’ve been needing that all fucking day!”
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