She knew that he had obviously been spying on her for sometime now since she saw him earlier moving, trying not to be seen. It really got her sexual j...ices flowing. Amelia could still feel the wetness inside her pussy as she stood in her son’s doorway. It wanted out. Scotty stood there, holding the door open, staring at his mother, imagining her naked under that pink robe. He could see her tiny breasts, the pink centers of them, rubbing against the soft fabric, making them peak tenderly. He. As she thought to me as fast as I could process it, which is a lot faster these days, she began unconsciously moving off my lap to get my dick from between my legs. She turned around, pushed her back to my chest, pulled my hands to her tits, and then began stroking the top four inches of my dick, trying to get me hard. She was slamming everything she wanted to say to anyone who could link to her, and so far, I was one of the few. At least I only gathered the bits of stuff that I needed to know. Let me give you a play-by-play... I give her a hand and we walk to the bathroom. Hand in hand we step into the tub. I sink to my knees, my tongue trailing saliva along the way, down over her naked body. I stop at her tits sucking briefly on each nipple. I continue down over her belly (drilling briefly into her belly button), and I finally reach the hot mound and I lick all the way down the slit, gateway to her delicious, cum filled pussy.Crouching down further on my knees, I lick, looking up at. If it hadn't been for . . ."He stopped talking."For what?" I asked."Never mind. It's nothing." He said."Billy, we've just finished fucking our eyeballs out." I said. "It seems tobe that you don't need to hold something back." When I was 12, one of the boys in my neighborhood fucked me." Billysaid. "He was 16 and big. He told me I would like it. Well, I didn't. Inever felt so much pain in my life. But he hit something. It was a halfcentury ago, but I still remember the pain, and I still want for.