He squeezed at his mother's ass, pulling her cunt tightly into his face. Donna held the back of her son's head, gazing down with glazed eyes, hissing ...oftly as she rubbed her inner thighs about his face. Billy's cheeks were smooth, not rough and scratchy like a man's face. A man's face, even if most had just shaved, scratched her thighs terribly sometimes. Billy's smooth face was almost like a girl's, and felt so much better."You can't get a good taste of mother's cunt, can you?" she whispered.. I lifted my hips up in a pretense to get comfortable and let my pubic hair tease at his chin before I continued. “We had to reach down our pants and swipe at our pussies. If we were wet, which everybody was, we had to bring our finger out soaked, and then we interlocked our fingers with one another, and swore we would never tell a soul.” John stared at me in shock. He couldn’t talk, but he didn’t need to- his penis was talking for him. It knocked at my leg, like a panicked Avon lady trying to. I said seema I never thought you were a sex starving bitch.She said, you are a stupid to think so. I am 30 + , common sense to make a move , I’ve been waiting since the day you observed my boobs for the first time idiot. Suck them now bite them… hard…I just got her down and made her be in a doggy sttyle. I was fucking her ass again. She was laughing… I got 38 D boobs , sexy pussy and still you are mad at my ass, why???I don’t know, just let me fuck to my satisfaction… she turned andd I inserted. We were kissing each other. He would kiss my neck. His hands grabbing my ass to pull me closer to feel his excitement. I moaned and moved against him. My hands were all over him. I could feel his restraint and smiled at the effect I had on him. But he knows the effect he has on me.He slowly took my shirt off and laid it on a chair. I started to take my bra off but he stopped me by putting his hands on mine and smiled as he shook his head. I let my hands drop down. He kissed me again. Trailing.