'You look good bitch,' he murmured, putting his mouth on my pussy and blowing his warm breath on my mound. 'Nice touch wearing crotch less, I love it,... he added before his tongue entered me.I felt the roughness of his beard against my inner thighs and I gasped when he pushed his tongue further inside me before taking it out and licking in slow circular movements around my clit. Delicious. No, more than delicious, it was oral sex of such decadence and delivered with such expertise that I had to. Biting her lip,To prevent a shout.But out came a sound,A long sexy moan,And she opened her eyesMaking sure she was alone.Satisfied in solitude,She continued her pleasure.In search of the moment,She surely would treasure.But it wasn’t enough,As her hips rolled and rocked.What she really needed, Was a warm stiff cock.She panted and played,Wondering what to do.For her lover wouldn’t be by,For an hour or two.Her cheeks were now rosy,Her breathing quite quick,And all she could think of, Was mounting. If I had to describe the experience, I'd say it was likehaving my life flash before me.I saw myself as a little boy, admiring my mom as she smoked a cigarettewhile putting on her make-up in front of her mirror. I saw myselfstroking her silky nightgowns with my fingers, wondering what it wouldfeel like and like to wear it myself. The visions fast forwarded and Isaw myself standing in my parents' room in front of their mirror. I musthave been 9 or 10. I was wearing a bra stuffed with my dad's. Jay’s eternal lust overwhelmed him and he started to fuck his mother. He went harder and faster in order to pacify his inner-most desires which had been torturing him so far. And with every forceful thrust he gave, his mother responded with a loud grunt or a moan.The doctor looked on at the mother-son coupling which was happening before him. He felt happy as he could bring them closer together as they now began fucking each other like street dogs.Jay gripped his mom’s waist with two hands and.