He grabs my hips and scoots up against the wall, sitting up. His mouth finds my nipples and he flicks his tongue over them, and my body trembles again... He slides his fingers underneath me, replacing his button with his thumb again, and, with his fingers inside of me, I rotate my hips. My back arches, his fingers hitting the wall of my pussy. Frenzied from longing, I undo his jeans, sliding them off and tossing them. He pulls his shirt off, muscles flexing, and I run small hands up his chest,. And I couldn’t stop cumming. Damn, he was sssooooooooo ggoooooodddddddd.Finally, I had to muster the energy to push his head away. It’s not easy pushing the massive head of an a****l that stands four feet shoulder height when he is intent on getting what he wants. And right then he wanted my pussy. But I finally managed it, sat up and hugged him tightly as the last of my latest orgasm washed away. I covered his face and snout with kisses and I thought to him, ‘This is how I kiss when it’s just. Morning came far too soon. I felt like I could use a few more hours of sleep. Mom was not having any of it though.“Get up, Ricky. We have to get ready for church.”“Church? Awww ... Mom ... I’m too tired...” I tried to whine my way out of it.“No way, young man, we’re going,” she said in that commanding mother voice.Within the hour both of us had showered, etc. and gotten dressed for church. I was wearing chinos and a polo shirt. Pretty normal for me.Mom was dressed much classier though, this. She had the same curly-brown hair and a small nose. Her breasts were much larger. Big and round and soft, topped by hard nipples that just begged to be sucked on. She smiled at the sight of us.“Oh, my god, Pita, your mom is a straight fox!” Allie yanked off her tank top, revealing her lack of a bra. Her small tits, barely budding, didn't need any support. “You make me so wet, Mrs. Asis.”“And aren't you just an excitable thing, plátano pequeña,” the married beauty purred. “Just peeling myself!”.