We made plans to go to the rock quarry outside of town later that afternoon. I was supposed to meet him there. I went into my closet and pulled out a ...ot pink bikini a pair of cut-off shorts and a white tank top. I pulled my long hair back and put on just a touch of make-up and headed out to the quarry. When I arrived at the quarry, Kyle was waiting on me. He had on a pair of jeans and a blue polo shirt. He almost looked like a different person. We had to park about a half mile from the quarry. “So, does that mean you still desire me” she asked, looking deep into my eyes. For an answer I put my hand behind her neck and pulled her head towards me. I kissed her gently on the lips. She raised her hand to my neck and pulled our mouths together. Her tongue forced its way between my lips and played with mine. I dropped my hand to her waist and squeezed. We were still kissing passionately as I moved my hand upwards until I found her tit. Her hand dropped into my lap and she started to rub my. "Mom gives me a nice juicy kiss, a kiss that is way too intimate for a mother and son as our mouths are open and our tongues dance. Mom reaches out with her hand in the small of my back and pulls me to her so that her boobs are pushed into me and yeah I really liked that. I pull away in time as I began to get hard and I don't want her to know what is going through my mind.I need a walk, a good long walk, to mull things over. Half a mile from the cabin is an old railroad line and I decided to. Her teacher, Mr.Conner, was 35. He had one, full, tattooed sleeve and another tattoo along his left forearm. She wasn’t fully sure what mixed race he was, but he always had nice, golden skin. He dressed handsomely, always wearing dress shirts with a matching tie, dress pants, and as a bad boy touch, biker boots. Even through his shirts she could see his muscular arms and constantly fantasized about what else lay beneath…She traced the vibrator down her body, imagining Mr.Conner sexily kissing.