"Your pants down, but mine just unzipped."She stood. Moving his hands to hold the bottoms of her breasts instead of the peaks, he pulled her back agai...st him. "Not the first time," he continued very softly. "Our first time will be the full monty. Not standing, not the back seat of some car." He had a sudden vision of the back seat of his mother's Civic. "Not even the Cherokee. Y'know how, at the end of a wedding, the groom lifts the bride's veil, he kisses her, and they sort of roll the. Beyond anything I would have dreamed. It was a combination of her large tits, her huge areola, her mocha skin and the fact it was my mother! She looked at her hand again and I assumed she was going to reach over for some toilet paper to clean her hand. She held her hand up both of us looking at it. I watched as she slowly moved it closer to her face and then watched in delight as her pink tongue slowly snaked out of her mouth. At first she just used just the tip of her tongue to taste my. He let up and slowly took his drenched hand away from her pussy. As he did he leaned down and started to kiss her passionately. She gave herself to him completely then, letting all of him in through her mouth. He brought his hand up to their mouths and started to suck on his fingers. He offered them to her too and she hungrily accepted, the taste of her own cum setting her senses afire. They lay on the front seat kissing for a while and letting the moment sink in. Their hands were roaming. "From a purely sexual standpoint I married the wrong sister. Hazel was an insatiable slut. For three hours she put me through the wringer. She wanted to do it all and we did. She sucked my cock and I ate her pussy; she wanted it in her pussy and up her ass and I did my level best to stay with her, but eventually I just couldn't get it up again. She was lying on the bed crying "Please Ray, come on baby, just once more" as I staggered out of the room and went and collapsed in my own bed.Hazel had.