M. on a Saturday. As we rode down my host had time to get a massive hard on, it strained against his pants, it bulge out disgustingly in his pants. ...he scent of her perfume was design to attract men like the flowers attract the bees, her low cut tight blouse proudly showed off two magnificent mounts of tanned flesh of her over sized boobs, her micro mini skirt freely advertized her perfectly shaped ass and skimpy panties that covered less than half of it, her long shapely legs and thighs. Standing there, half-naked and trembling I couldn't look away, as if hypnotized by the woman I saw on the screen... a women that showed everything.I felt his hand on my ass and shuddered from the touch. I was hot, turned on from what I was seeing and very wet. I could feel my wetness running down the inside of my thighs. Without thought, I leaned forward putting my hands on the desk and pushing my ass out towards my son, never taking my eyes off the screen. Another picture appeared; me spread. We sat quietly basking in our own self-induced orgasms.“We should go” Amy finally muttered. She stood up first, on shaky legs, and looked at me. My thighs, hand and stomach were covered in sticky cum. She took the shirt she’d been sitting on and wiped my cum off her thigh. “There’s a lot” she said very bluntly. I reached for the shirt she was using so I could clean myself, but she motioned my hand away and did her best to clean me off. My deflated penis was just peeking up between my thighs as. She pulled the zip down, and then peeled my trousers down. I stepped out clumsily holding her shoulders. She stared at my erection which had caused bit wet spot on my undies.“Amma”“Darling, my son, is that for me, for your Amma” she sighed caressing my thighs and then moving up to my erection, touching it and then she hooked her hands on my waist band. “Shall I” she asked.I groaned “Ammmaaaaaa”She smiled and bit her lips and peeled it off. I stepped out and she saw me, all 8 inches of my.