We made it on to the bed, mam on her back with her legs wide apart“Would you make love to me?”“Yes, if you show me how”“Come on top then”S...e raised her knees up and I was funnelled in to her pussy, the pinkest I have seen her lips and mam grabbed hold of my cock “Come down on to your arms over me”I was over the top of mam and I could feel her moving my cock about, I kept trying to push it in and willing for it to go in as well. “Not so fast”Then she gasped. The fullness of my cock stretch her. I had already told my mother that I couldn't really afford to come back again for Christmas. Fixing up the ranch ate up all my extra money, even when Jake took the monthly house payment I handed him, and gave it back, saying it was for his rent. A couple of times I insisted he keep it, and all he did was go buy a new faucet, or whatever else was on the list to repair or replace. The weather was wonderful, though, and I figured we'd just use the semester break to tackle the really big job we had. My mind instantly thought of her cute socks and feet, I had more of a sock fetish than a foot fetish but I enjoyed both.I was very close with Aimee every time we would visit each others house we would have dinner and watch a movie together, nothing sexual ever really happened between us, but tonight that would all change.We was home alone, things were pretty normal actually, we went out for dinner together and then started to watch a movie. The movie was great we was both laughing and taking. Still fantastic looking as hell and even she knew it too. Looking at herself, she looked at her thighs. Even her thighs, which most would expect to look old and a bit scraggly, still looked excellent as ever. She truly believed it and she was right. While she ran her fingers over her thighs, she also ran them up and over her bustier and over her flat belly as well as over and around her breasts. All the while she was smiling all that time. She loved herself. She knew it. She didn’t care. That.