Vivid images of her squeezing her breast flooded my mind: of her slender fingers teasing and pinching her hard nipple. I felt a throb between my legs ...nd a familiar wetness. Soon my musky scent would mingle with her sweeter scent, both overwhelming the perfume she wore. “Faster, faster,” she cried, an urgency in her voice I hadn’t heard often. I took delight in letting my tongue flicker over her clit, accelerating to a speed I didn’t know my tongue could move at. Teasingly I slowed, pressed. I had never touched a breast or seen a pussy in person.My mother had me when she was young, she had not dated any man as long as I was growing up. Or it might have been more correct that she never took any man home with her, so I never knew that she had a sexual side.The last few months she had started to go out dancing and hang out with her girlfriends a lot more. Since she was not even in her mid 30s, many of her friends were just starting to settle down. Mum was now getting wild, since she. . and I meet the most interesting people.As I said, I check the mail once a week ... unless the postman sets a basket by the box. He/she never has but discounting such a situation is foolish. Possible is possible ... it could happen.On this occasion ... the occasion being recycle pick up day ... I was thumbing through with one hand and depositing with the other hand all the junk mail that mailers seem to think I read.I used to slip a pound of sand into "Postage Guaranteed by Recipient". ??????????? ?Ymmfff,?she answered, and I seemed to be nodding her head.? Not one to ask twice I harpooned that tightass as if it was Moby Dick and I was the obsessed Captain Ahab.? She screamed through the panties as my cockbarreled deeper and deeper into her anal cavity, and her back arched as a thirdorgasm racked he body.? My hands grippedher hips firmly as I drilled deeper, pumping into her harder with eachstroke.? Finally one of her screams waspowerful enough to expel the panties from her.