“You are in class?” I asked. “No, at the stadium practicing,” he told me. My son was in the college’s soccer team. “Ok,” I replied. �...�What happened?” he asked. “Nothing, keep practicing. See you in the evening,” I said. “Ok, Mom,” he replied. “And…” I said. “Yes, Mom,” he asked. “We are out of… condoms,” I said a little slow. “Oh! Umm… okay,” that’s all he said, and we hung up. Lying down in my sons’ bed naked I decided to give my son a little surprise tonight. I finished cleaning his. I wrappedmy robe tightly around myself. "9 O clock." I said as I checked theclock in the kitchen. I found that I was sleeping later and later now.I yawned, grabbing a small mug so that I could drink my usual morningcup of milk. I would normally have had coffee, but Penny told me thatit was bad for a child's constitution if her mother drank too muchcoffee while she was in the womb. I found it odd that she was so suremy child was a girl. She had simply smiled her usual smile and told me,"You'll. She could see her expression of ecstasy as her husband pound in and out. Then she felt a shaft enter her loins and it was a nice relief from her turmoil. Now she could relax and enter that blessed zone of orgasm. Her trial didn't last long and she could feel her insides bubble over. Her muscles quaked and began their thirsty milking of the thing that was pushing in and out of her vagina. Suddenly he too burst within her. Her muscles now had a real purpose and they seemed to double the. "Were you looking at my butt?" she asked.I stood, stepped toward her. "Yes." I said, then pulled her to me and kissed her.I was expecting a slap, or a push away, but she seemed to melt in my arms and our hot breath and wet tongues mingled in the warmth of the kitchen. My hands were running up and down her back, over her buttocks. Squeezing them and kneading them together and apart. My hand worked the hem of dress up, so that my hands could grab her naked arse cheeks.Her hands ran over the front.