Until the time I am writing of I had never had seen mom naked or even in her underwear. At home she usually wore jeans or, in the summer, a light cott...n dress. At night, after coming back from work she would have a shower and put on a demure nightgown to watch TV. We would often work together at home in her small office until late at night, she on her business and myself doing homework.One Friday I came home from seeing my friends and when I opened the door I saw mom seated on the sofa. She was. While an occasional passerby would come and go, there were few permanent residents. Two old men sat on a bench deep in an animated conversation. A young couple were lying on a blanket, sunbathing. And at the edge of the meadow, in the deep shade of an old oak, Debbie Cohen was sitting astride the waist of Tyler Davis.As she continued to look around, Debbie wondered if any of those other people realized Tyler was softly massaging her breasts. Of course they didn't, she told herself. Since she. It was covered in drool and I was slurping. The saliva dripped down over his balls which I caressed and massaged while I bobbed my head up and down on his member. I tried all I could to get it as far down my throat as I could but I kept gagging. I almost threw up a few times but I just wanted it to cum so bad. My asshole and pussy were also taking a beating but I couldn’t really focus on anything but making Kyle cum. It finally happened. Kyle’s balls constricted and he moaned a little. He. Albeit we were doing all this as if we were not aware, without speaking with closed eyes, but somehow I liked this whole set-up, idea, and situation. Instead of words, we were talking in touch. Instead of eyes, we were seeing each other through breaths. Instead of explaining desires, we were pleasing each other by pushing ourselves at highest goals. Her bra was getting more and more displaced because of my lips and I was getting more and more area of her skin. I wanted her to touch me down.