.. um..." What, Mom?" I was just wondering if you ... I was wondering if you tried it out yet." Mom! You really wanna talk to me, about that? Are you ...ure? Wasn't giving me the thing enough?" I just thought you might want to talk, about the thing, or anything. Don't feel like you have to at all. I just want you to know that when I tell you you can always talk to me, I really mean it." Well Mom, after this, I won't have any doubt about that anymore!" Are you O.K. with this, Honey? Really, tell. She worked it tight up against her clit and made a mental note that it felt especially good that way. Then she went sliding the thick knockwurst wiener along the sides of her twat. It worked there, too, but it wasn't as effective as when she hit her clitoris with it. Finally, she stuffed the whole meaty thing into her twat and let go of it.She quickly found that if she lay down spread-eagle on the kitchen floor, belly down, titties rolling on the linoleum, that even without her hands holding. She noticed his hands had begun caressing her back and the softness of her own ass in response to her attentions. She raised her face to meet his and their lips met for another long, soft kiss that left her feeling wet between her legs and Paul's swelling member rising up against her.Remembering where they were and their company waiting out on the porch, she forced herself to release him with a smile while muttering softly, "Not now." Turning back to the kitchen counter, Paul resumed mixing up. An elegant, beautiful -- rich -- woman who seemed to have everything in life that I wanted. She saw me admiring her and smiled, slowly, with a promise of things to come. I wondered what I could do to make this a long-lasting relationship and I felt the stirrings of my own easily aroused lust. Sylvia licked her lower lip, flared her nostrils and adjusted the position of her beautifully broad ass on the seat as if preparing to make love to the gorgeous car. My bone forced me to squirm in my.