Because of the constant eye contact with my son, I can't hear a word my husband is saying. Just that alone makes it clear that we both can't wait any longer. And then, when I hear my husband say 'I'm off...' as the starting signal… My down there is already soaked to the point where foreplay isn't necessary, and my son's little dick is hot enough to burn, rock hard. During the time my husband is away, we want to be connected as much as possible. So we greedily indulge in our heated bodies, desperately seeking each other.
