Brian began to moan immediately. This time he grabbed her head right away and pulled on it in rhythm to her sucking and his pumping. He began to get v...cal this time also.Brian: ?Oh God! Come on mom, suck me harder! Keep it up! Don’t stop! God that feels good!?Sandy just laughed. Between Brian’s moaning, she said, ?My god, mom, you are a true slut. Only a slut would let her own son fuck her and then give him a blow job too.?Sandy barely got her sentence out when Brian came again. HE moaned. She knew that his beauty was now limited before it would be torn apart in a furnace or by worms...The young man had an entire temporary landscape that demanded exploration, a landscape that would soon be deforested and destroyed by impending erosion. She stroked his face and the small patches of stubble that signified early manhood. Unbuttoning the rest of his top, she traced the fine hairs downwards from his chest to his navel and kissed his smooth, flat belly.Whilst attending to his belly,. I took the drink and she took the scarf from my hand and ran it over her breasts, smiling into my eyes. She pointed to a chair. ‘Take a seat.’ I sat and sipped my drink as she did in a chair facing me. I cannot find words adequate to describe the tension in the room. The cliché is ‘electric.’ We sat staring at each other and I decided a whore had to earn her fee. I placed the drink on a table at my side and lifted one leg over the arm of the chair. This had the effect of stretching the silk of. He was still shaky when he rolled me over onto my back and moved further down and all I could do was spread my stocking clad legs wide. I just came twice and my chin was still covered in leftover man juice and my own saliva. I was spent and tried to get my breath back but I knew he wanted more and so did I. It wouldn’t take long for him to recover, it never does because I saw one hand between his own legs stroking himself back to life after all he was still semi hard.My tiny bikini panty came.