Her moan then devolved into a deepgrowl as Elizabeth placed two slender fingers into her womanly orifice,spreading the labial folds apart. She peered...down and smiled at thepink goodness and the easy visibility of her sensitive clit. Archingher back and spreading her shapely inner thighs a bit more, Elizabethquickened her motions, rubbing and teasing her clit, as a clear film ofher pussy juices started to moisten her two fingers. She moved fasterand faster, increasing the speed of her breast. She would never tell you how she truly felt" "Cool, am gonna fuck her brains out tonight" I jokingly said. "Fuck off Arthur, don't even joke about shit like that". "Relax man, I’m k**ding, I wouldn't dare, I have never thought of your mum in that way" I reassured. The night turned out to be uneventful yet again, in terms of trying to get laid out on the town. We got back to Mikes house sometime after 12pm and sat on his sofa with a coffee and a cigarette, chilling out before he headed to. Becoming flaccid made her break the union, and she flopped back onto the bed, her legs still wrapped around his.Her eyes were glazed as she spoke and touched herself, 'Stick two fingers up me', her hips raising in unison with her her mouthing, it looked as though she was wetting herself as fluid was escaping from her swollen vagina, and her powerful and incessant pulling on his legs as she tugged him forward and he fell on top of her.Her legs came up over his back and her hand shot between them. “And your mouth.”“I don’t think it will fit.” Her smile spun my heart around in my chest. Then she reached out, ran her fingertips up and down the shaft, lifted it with her palm, feeling the weight in it.She lifted up and kissed me again on the cheek—again the sweetness mixed with the deep heat of sex. Fuck I wanted her. “I’ll call you. Now go upstairs and empty those big balls for me.”Being told to jack off—that charged me up, too.And then she was gone, pulling up her bra and dress, turning.