She held a hand out towards him, as if trying to feel some warmth from his body. In a way she was, opening her senses fully, trying to detect anything...at all. But her sexual senses were telling her there was no one there at all, even as she could see and hear him perfectly fine. ‘That’s so weird. If you were just guarded by another woman’s shield spell, even a very powerful fun, I’d be able to feel some kind of resistance or interference.’ ‘Perhaps you’re not looking in the right places?’ said. She sank her teeth into her sons' back as her mind almost melted from the sensations. She could feel her juices gush out to soak her panties and coat the seat under her.As her body shook against him, Matt pulled the bike back into the lane; he could hear his mother gasping through the microphone."Liked that didn't you" his raspy voice came out. "How about another round?" he asked."Oh, shit no" Jill gasped as she felt the bike drift again. "I'm your motherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" the last word. We were finally fucking and out in the great outdoors, nonetheless. The breeze was blowing and he pounded my pussy like he was angry. His dick was so hard and feeling great. I loved the girth sliding against my vaginal walls. With my legs in the air and the car bouncing on its tires, I ordered Chris, “Go baby. Do it! Fuck me like you mean it! Pound me harder!” “You’re so tight. Fuck, so damn tight. You’re gonna make cum,” Chris huffed and puffed while thrusting. Just then I clenched up and. Not knowing what else to do, I pulled the curtain back and tossed the panties into the bathtub. I figured I'd retrieve them at the end of the evening, hoping my cum might dry up some by then.I washed my hands and returned to my spot on the couch. I had come so quickly that my absence did not go noticed. I trained my eyes on the TV, trying to appear calm, cool and collected. After a few minutes, my cell phone buzzed with a text message, from my wife.Where are my panties?Without turning to see.