Oh, she was making me crazy. She then looked up towards me. What a scene it was. She sucking my cock while looking towards me. I could even see her de...p cleavage from above.Her melons were making me hornier. I couldn’t resist anymore. I lay a hand on her breast. She didn’t say anything. They were so firm as always. I gently squeezed it. I could feel her hard nipples. I started squeezing both her boobs.This made her suck me faster. It was like a vacuum inside her mouth. Her warm tongue was doing. “That may be the finest example of a pussy ... willow that I’ve ever seen. But, of course, I’ll have to take a closer look to be sure.”“I don’t know,” Mom said, her voice uncertain. “My husband’s just downstairs.”“But surely he wouldn’t mind,” I protested. “It is in the name of art, after all.”Now that got a huge smile from Mom. I was sure I had hit pay dirt and was about to lean over her so I could reach down and take my prize in hand but a creak from the hall made me stiffen -- not where you. He just stared at my panties, transfixed. He picked them up and held them to his nose. I saw his chest rise as he took a deep breath. With his other hand he loosened the towel and it dropped to the floor." His cock was rising fast. I watched as he continued to sniff my panties. He wrapped his fingers around his cock and started stroking. I needed him now. Instead of making this a two step process as you suggested, I decided to make it one. My desire for him overwhelmed me. That beautiful cock. It was like something out of a movie: everything seemed to go silent and in slow motion as the crowds of dancers seemed to part around her as she walked towards you. She stood at around 5'5", with long dark hair that flowed over her shoulders. She was wearing a scarlet top, a short leather skirt and black knee high boots. Her eyes were a piercing icy blue, and you got the impression she was seeing right to the core of you as she stared. Her skin was unusually pale, but smoother than you have.