” “Would you do anything for your mother?” “Do what?” “Just answer me.” “… Yes I believe I would.” “Then bri...g me your hand.” She then grabs my arm, finds my hand, and place it on her left tit. “Caress it.” As I grabbed her tit I felt like I had this warm, big boulder stuck in my throat, I couldn’t swallow, and I started breathing heavily, and so did my mom why I started running my fingers gently up and down her left tit. Then she ran her hands down my stomach,. " I can understand that. I love wearing silk and satin things as you can see," she displayed her lovely dress for him to view. "I think you doing it would be a giant turn on for me too."Rick looked at her in a strange way."Will you allow me to finish what I have to say. Keep any comments you want to say until I am done?" Fire away," he reached into the refrigerator for a Dr. Pepper."As I was saying, for five long years I've been lonely. I miss Philip. I really loved him. Now every man that. Her friend was in a comfortable tee shirt and panties, her nipples were poking through the fabric. "I'm just going to watch" she announced as we were led to the bedroom. She opened her dressing gown to show her basque and suspenders her pussy was a perfectly kept triangle of hair. Something I prefer as her friend took off her knickers to reveal her hairy little pussy she started to play with her self in the corner. My friend came in with a towel, he was always more modest than me and I was out. "I'll see you later, dad. Bye." Again she planted wet kisses on my lips and on my neck. Tired or not I couldn't contain myself. I guess one more time couldn't hurt before dad arrived. "I want you", said Cynthia, "I need you inside me. Fuck me. I want you to fuck me." .