Even though he was under the drinking age at twenty, chances are he’d spend the night anyway, so I wasn’t worried about him driving intoxicated. ... also grabbed a beer, and we sat on the sofa again talking about our week. Before long we were kissing, with our hands exploring each other’s body. We then left a trail of clothes going to the bedroom, and as our underwear came off, we embraced; his now rock hard cock pressing against my stomach. I couldn’t resist. I dropped to my knees and took. After running the head of his cock up, and down my wet pussy a few times I positioned it at the hungry hole, and he began to work it in going deeper with every thrust. "OH Baby you're soooooooo tight," he groaned when he had his cock buried to the root inside me, and held still enjoying the milking contractions of my pussy. "OOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUCK," I cried out as he withdrew his cock to the head then drove it back deep inside me, and held it there. "You like my big cock ~ don't you slut,". I went to the other side to do the same thing and support her again. Mom was about four to five inches taller then but she still had trouble getting her pussy up off from the post. At least she was up enough to relieve the pain.She said, “Open that drawer over there and get my tube of K-Y Jelly for me.”I got it and then I watched as Mom squeezed some out onto her fingers and then she rubbed them on the post right below her pussy. I then watched as Mom lowered herself and raised herself up. She. But then, still talking to her companion, she uncrossed her legs quite slowly and then recrossed them the other way. Again it was just a glimpse, but under the tent made by that momentarily-tightened short skirt I saw what was practically a naked pussy. I say practically naked, because the gusset of whatever passed for panties was, across her vaginal area, really just a loose strip of scallop-edged black lace no more than about half an inch wide. It did not so much cover the lips.