That night I could not sleep. All I could do was imagine my mother in different porn movies I had seen. All I could do was imagine being on the bed wi...h her. I was hard, I could feel my young dick throbbing with excitement, and I rushed to the washroom to shoot out my load for her.I tried fapping for my mother and even after being completely overtaken by lust, I just could not masturbate myself to an orgasm. Instead, I started thinking about how my mother brought me up. I started thinking about. And yes, this time there was some tongue involved. We both had our eyes closed. The kiss was not particularly long, perhaps 30 or 40 seconds, but it was one of the most passionate kisses of my life, at least up to that point.The rest of the day was absolutely magical. Well, a couple of times I did manage to invoke that fiery redhead temper, but it was still magical!We rode just about every single ride at Carrowinds. And when we weren’t riding we were usually walking arm-in-arm, with my arm. Her legs were spread wide over his crotch, her pussy pointed towards the skyline, and she closed her eyes and moaned as he brought a hand in between her thighs, into the crevice of her legs.“Oh, baby,” she squealed as he sank his fingers into her vulva, stroking her sleek pink skin.“Nice wet pussy,” he whispered, feeling her slick in his palm.“Please,” she said. “I want you inside me.”His grip tightened, and she winced, feeling his hand lift into her crotch, his fingers slipping over her clit,. Must you touch me now.”“So what mom? You’re beginning to sweat too, I can smell it fresh on your skin.” Somehow Ellen saying that turned me on in a major way. The bubble of soft sensuality felt the slightest bit charged with brazen horniness again. I could sense my cock beginning to twitch, leaking some precum out.“Hmm,” said mom, “The way you guys behaved in the kitchen just now, I was hoping the two of you would play some more and let me watch.”“What do you say, Josh,” said Ellen turning to.