Oh my God she is wearing stockings and suspenders, now I am getting really hard, I stand up and take of my trousers and she yanks down my shorts and l...cks her scarlet lips. Oh goody, another test, she says, and starts to lick the end of my cock with the tip of her tongue before taking me deep in to her mouth. She then withdrew, stood up and said, how about a 69? I undid her skirt and pulled it down revealing tan stockings with a matching white panties and suspenders. I polled her to me, kissed. . I would like to be part of your secret!"Fred said it was OK with him."Wouldn't you think badly of me if I went along with that?" she asked her son.He assured her that he would be all right with such an agreement."Well. OK then, I guess that is the solution then. One thing though. You can't keep on calling me Mrs. Andersson. My name is Inga."She looked at me while she spoke and it wasn't any sad eyes that looked at me and when she looked away she didn't avert her eyes to the side, she lowered. Glancing up at him, both wearing the same smile of satisfaction. Knowing her mother wouldn’t look back, she sat herself up on top of him. His hands cupping her ass, helping her move up and down over his length. “Hold on kids, were going on a bumpy road here.” Her mother’s voice made her heart skip a beat, the rough road making her bounce up and down on his hard dick. Whimpering softly as the loud music covered her cries, his hands yanking her back down on top of him, twisting her body into the. His warmth was like an aphrodisiac fueling my sexual desire. He slid his hand down to my hip and I slipped my arm around his waist in turn. We had almost reached the condo. He snuck his hand from my hip to the cheek of my ass. Because I didn't protest the location of his hand, Alex palmed my tight ass like he would a basketball. We reached the light of the patio Alex quickly took his hand off of me. We went inside. Alex tried to hide it but I caught sight of his huge bulge straining against his.