"Honey, please don't stop. I know you were almost finished. Just finish and let's sleep. It's ok, I promise."I started again and immediately realized ...hat I was now sliding my penis and forth between my mothers thighs. The rock hard head of my dick was sliding over her clit and it was making her quiver. She was arching her back, to push her clit down so it would make better contact with the head of my cock. I could feel the cum boiling in my balls and I fought to keep from cumming. This was too. She kissed me back and soon, I felt her hands roaming my back. Our kissing grew more daring, our touches turned to exploration and eventually, making out became wrestling and laughing.Our fighting was intense and playful. We kept switching positions, tried to pin each other down, tried to leave marks of affection on each other's bodies, tried to bite each other. To me, it was all new, unexplored, exciting. It filled my heart with an unknown, fiery, yet pleasant warmth. I was keen to indulge. I wanted it so badly. I pushed it down into my entrance and rolled my hips up further. He pushed it against me and I could feel him making headway. I put my arms around his shoulders and pulled him to me. His head was in the crook of my neck, one hand behind my head and the other lifting my arse as he jogged into me. I felt his knob pushing into me. It didn’t hurt much probably due to all the fingering in the past weeks. What was so different was the incredible feeling of fullness I had. When I. I reluctantly picked up the panties and looked at them. They were white with a pink floral pattern and pink leg bands. I slowly put them on sand slid them up my legs. I immediately noticed how much different they felt than my whitey tighties and how differently I looked in them. The soft fabric was snug around my privates and the bikini cut only covered part of my cheeks.As I stand there looking at myself in the mirror, I couldn’t help but notice how girly my butt looks.Already embarrassed I.