The teasing touches from dinner and from our dance, the stolen hints of flesh that have been tantalizing him, are too much. His hand presses against m..., his mouth descends to my neck. I hear him hiss into my ear how much he desires me. My hand moves to his tuxedo jacket and I push it from him. He catches it, spreads it on the grass, and sits down on it. Opening his arms, I fall into him. My legs melt beneath me, as the length of my body presses fully against his. I feel his arousal against my. The woman was still staring at her."Is your name Elsbeth?"She said quietly.This was her chance. Freedom was a simple step away. In fact, looking around her, she saw the street beyond. A boy rode past on a bicycle. A couple strolled arm-in-arm. A motor car chugged past and a horse and cart clattered up the road, it's clip-clop echoing around the street. There were chances everywhere, all she needed to do was take it, speak up and it would be over. It was as easy as that! She could see it now!. My mind was in overload, here i was wearing stockings and getting my ass rimmed by a guy who was also wearing stockings and enjoying feeling my tongue in his ass. Before we knew it, it was almost midnight but i didn't want to stop our fun. Sensing this John asked if i wanted to stay the night. I said yes and John suggested we went to the bedroom.I lay on the bed and John got on his knees and started sucking my cock saying that he wanted me nice and hard. As he was sucking me i didn't noticed. "But that didn't make it right though; I had to remember that you were my mother, that it was you, the woman who gave birth to me, but I didn't, instead I was having all of those lustful thoughts about..." I looked down between us to where my cock was pressing against her stomach through her dressing gown and leaving a stain of pre-cum as it did so. "And mum, you're not making things any easier by being in the bathroom and doing these things to me." And why should I Justin? You have to know it.