I sat there for just a moment, feeling the length of his shaft by squeezing my vaginal muscles and holding him by his hair, pulling his head back, and...sinking my teeth into the nape of his neck.Using my hips I started buckling on him riding him as a cowboy does breaking in a wild horse, moving his cock in wild circles pushing my vagina in circular directions, relishing the feeling and girth, starting slowly with my humping and rising to the tip then crashing down with force onto his balls,. ”If I hadn’t been so well drained before dinner I’d have blown a nut right then. “Tell me what happened.”She moved slowly on me as she remembered, “He came by after lunch looking for you. I told him you went to a ball game but could I help. He said maybe. He’d just lost his job and had no money. His rent was due and his whole world was turning to shit. I could see he was nearly in tears. He had nobody else but you. I remembered how having sex made you feel better when you were down, and what. ..”At that point, I had put a hand straight up under her short dress and teased her with a finger or two in just right place through her soaking wet panties.“Damn! I knew you came hard, but you are so positively hot and wet that it must be running down your legs by now, pet.”She had to fight to get words out, but she was finally able to hiss through very tight lips that she could feel it, “dripping down my legs and everything else under my dress. It’s even dripping onto my shoes, Sir.”“I can. She arranged the bodice so that her breasts were exposed, then stood in front of the mirror.He heart skipped a beat when she saw the finished effect. “Sex on legs,” she said to herself, now beginning to enjoy the feeling. The hem of her dress barely covered her bum, and at the front her stocking tops and suspenders were clearly visible, as was the very bottom of her pubic triangle.“Are you ready Mum?” Jenny called through from her bedroom.“I think so,” Ann replied, “although l’m sure l look.