She took a moment catching her breath, before she started to bob up and down, taking in half of my length each time. I was half relieved when she rem...ved my cock from her mouth and kissed the tip. I didn't know how much more of that I could take, before exploding into her throat. She stood back up to her feet, turned around and shook her ass playfully at me. Backing up toward me she reached down and took my cock in her hand again. She pressed it firmly against her clit then slid it down. Mom read my hesitation as a refusal so she took her mouth off me and started to get up."Okay Jack, take care of yourself by hand. I'm going up to bed."Wanting her mouth back on my cock I grabbed her hips and pulled her pussy down to my face and even as I was sliding my tongue into her pussy I registered the fact that she had called me Jack. Jack was my father's name. Did she think that she was blowing my dad? But he had moved out days ago. Was she so drunk that she couldn't remember that? Well,. She sat up suddenly, and before I could protest her absence, she lifted her dress over her breasts, then her shoulders, and flung her dress onto the floor without a second thought. Her breasts were creamy white, with pink nipples now standing out proudly. I was pretty damn sure they were "b"s, but that didn't matter one bit I wanted more than anything to lick and suck and feel them, but Lucy was too quick. She leaned over me and grabbed my wrists, pinning me, and her chest was just a few. I trace my fingernails along your neck from its base to your head and back again, my hand pushing your head more firmly against my neck, the heat in my body rising. I wrap a leg around you, wanting to be closer still. You feel so fucking good. I release your head and move to massaging your shoulder and bicep. I love how you feel. Firm. Strong. So warm. Your temperature is rising now, too, as we caress each other. You move your mouth again to nibble and kiss my jaw and chin as you slowly trace.