And they get a soft look an... ," John hesitated, "... and their tits are just terrific."Janet reached under the mattress and pulled one of her son's ...agazine's out, and opened it. "How so, exactly. Their tits I mean. What makes them so special?"John could not believe that he was sitting in bed, talking about pregnant women's breasts with his mother. It was very exciting and questions began to swirl in his mind that he had never considered asking his mother. But maybe he could!"Well, for one. I closed my eyes and embraced the sensation."I get a bit dizzy first of all, I know that it's happening because I can't focus on anything. It's worse when there isn't anyone readily available to satisfy my needs and I have to try my best to do it myself. I begin by stripping down to my underwear and caress the top of my legs, just next to my pussy. I know I am wet, I don't need to touch it just yet, where's the fun in that? I then move my left hand up over my body, over the top of my pussy. Neither of us moaned as we were aware of her daughter’s presence in another room. So we came silently and went to sleep. Somewhere around 2 am, she woke me up and asked me to enter her sideways. This is very comfortable as neither partner has to bear the other’s weight, even the penetration is not deep, but it is a very romantic position.So we gently thrust into each other for several minutes and I was grabbing her lush ass cheeks tightly and she came tightening her cunt muscles and pushing me. What with your parents being out to work and all," grinned Joe. He winked at her slyly. Gemma giggled and sharply answered, "It doesn't take him all day." She immediately blushed. Joe laughed. "He's not, well, satisfying you then? You must be a real hot chick." Gemma felt really embarrassed. She'd only known the guy a couple of hours and the conversation had turned to her sex life, what little there was of it. "Oh, you're blushing," continued Joe. "Poor guy, have you told him he's not up to.