I grabbed her nipples and played with them, She then got up off of me and turned the water off. “Are we done?” I asked. “That depends, do...you want to be done and go to school or actually get to fuck me?” she returned. “Hell no, I’m going to fuck you harder than anyone,” I answered. I never thought I would ever say those words to my own mother in my whole life. “All right. No school for you, and no work for me. I haven’t been screwed in an entire month. I need to be fucked, anyway,” she. They finished undressing each other and while lying facing each other romantically kissing. Matt was teasing her breasts while his fingers rubbed her clitoris; it was damp but became wet within a few minutes. Her fingers felt marvelous on his hard penis, and their soft moans were enticing each other.His fingers moved and entered her vagina, one then after a bit, a second. Moving in a circular motion, Robyn’s hips bucked, “Oh yes, Matt.” He switched to a scissoring motion as his thumb found her. I say it looked like it was built sometime in the1940s. It even had a huge oak tree in the front yard with a swing hangingfrom one limb. To one side was large out building with three roll updoors. I assumed this was his shop. The home was on a small rise andlooked out over rolling hills of some kind of crop. The drive way wasgravel and when I looked back I could see we had come up a long doublerutted path from a gate that was slowly closing automatically. My dooropened and I jumped and. I was eyelevel with her bare stomach as my tongue began tracing the waistband of her white shorts. “Did you masturbate while I was out?” She asked leaning down towards me and the alcohol from her breath filled my nostrils. She did drink a lot; she’s always a little kinkier when she’s drinking. Interesting…. “Yes, I teased myself but never came,” I replied speaking into her smooth tanned skin. “What’s this?” She said more loudly as her foot found the panties lying on the floor. Oh shit, why did.