His mom grasped her hands to his head and began to moan louder and louder as he continued to eat her pussy. She lunged her cunt at him as he ate her a...d he knew she was going to cum. She yelped as she did, pressing her cunt to his face. The smell of her pussy was intoxicating and she had to stop him after she came. He didn't ever want to stop. 'Dave! Dave!" she moaned loudly. "My God!" He was so happy to make her cum. "Stop, baby. You're driving me insane!" He stopped, reluctantly as she pulled. My heart was pumping faster as my hands moved to cradle his face to bring his lips back to mine. I love kissing, and his kisses were turning my nipples hard and my pussy wet with the kind of excitement that I was missing so badly since breaking up with my boyfriend.We began moving on the couch, separating enough for me to remove his shirt while he removed my blouse. My lips found his neck, and I sucked hungrily on his flesh. He moaned into the crook of my neck as his hands moved further up my. "Oh, it's nothing; it's just that I miss the kids." Stan admitted."Yeah," Laura said, "I know what you mean, and it has only been two days. How are we supposed to get through two weeks without them?" Remind me never to try an isolation trip like this again," Stan said, "It's not that I am not loving every second that I'm alone with you," he added quickly, "just, that without the kids, it feels like something is missing." I wish there was some way we could at least let them know how well. Gently I kissed the top of her head, and she purred, writhing slowly under my hands."What're you thinking about?" I asked."You're not suppose to ask that." She said dreamily."What?" Didn't anybody ever tell you? You're not supposed to ask that after you just got through fucking. It's a rule. Like not saying 'thanks' after sex, unless it's with a prostitute." What?!" I'd never heard either of those rules, and know I've broken them both more than once."Jeeze, I can see I have my work cut out for.