You began to rotate your hips, creating rhythmic contact of your pussy and clit against the lower part of my tummy. The level of your excitement was c...early rising. I rolled to my side, and gently lowered you so that you were lying on your back. Your hips were rotated, though, so that one leg was on top of my cock, which was beginning to show some signs of life again.I put my hand under your thigh and began to caress you lightly, using circular motions that brought my fingers closer and closer. And maybe how not to.You also wonder what other powers you might have that you hadn’t known were in the arsenal.I tried a few experiments along those lines. I wished that Barbara Walters, who was that very morning appearing on that show where she and several other women yelled at each other across a table, would suddenly suffer an on-camera nosebleed and be forced to flee the set forthwith.I watched the program intently, but Ba-ba never got her nosebleed.I stayed there, watching live events on. You wriggle and writhe a little, gasping at the feeling of me so close now. I kiss you on your cheeks to whisper you to stay silent. I gently slide in you, my member rock-hard now, and let you impale yourself on me. As you bite your lip to hold in your moans of pleasure, you lower yourself on me. Feeling me enter you, enjoying me inch by inch.You rest on my lap with me inside of you, your skirt hiding anything we have done underneath it. We're both sitting still, the vibrations of the bus our. Jason muttered something as he pushed, something like 'I love you, mum' and then I could feel myself parting as his cock entered me. There was just a moment of resistance – the natural resistance of my vaginal muscles – and inch by inch I could feel the smooth hardness and warmth of my boy's cock as he entered me fully and completely.My baby boy's mouth sought and found my exposed nipples and he sucked and bit eagerly as I directed him in whispered, urgent tones. His movements were full of a.