My brown eyes held a twinkle as they swept back to his eyes and my fingers started moving again.I put my forehead back on my arm, but pushed my bottom...out even farther towards him, an invitation that I didn’t speak. My fingers continued to work through my folds, pulling and tugging on lips, pushing at and lightly pinching my clit. I heard his zipper; I love that sound, a man’s zipper being pulled down over hard cock, and then silence. I wanted to turn and look again but instead kept my eyes. Then she touched my cock with her hand, just lightly. I froze. She ran her finger around the head, smearing my precum around. Then she put two fingers on it, then gently wrapped her small around it and stroked it very gently. I thought maybe I was dreaming. I had never had a woman touch my wanker before. "I heard you say my name. Were you thinking of me while stroking yourself? Am I the reason you are so hard?" Kelly said in a sultry voice. I could not believe what was happening, I was about to. "Mom if you don't stop, I'm gonna cum," I said."Mmmm, that's the whole idea. I love to feel you cum. I love to feel it pulsing through your beautiful cock. And spurting out, ejaculating. I love that word ... ejaculate. It's so sexual, so sensual. It means only one thing - the powerful explosion of semen from a man's cock." She put her mouth on mine and said the word slowly, sounding out every letter with her lips over my lips, stroking my cock at the same time. "E-J-A-C-U-L-A-T-E." Oh mom, that. "Yeah," Perry nodded, watching my tits move, enjoying the way my dark nipples pointed out and up. They were thick and swollen and my pale tits were a nice handful for any man, firm and perfectly formed.I unsnapped my jeans, an old ragged pair with holes at the knees, pushing them down my round hips and over my ass. I'm five foot nine and most of that comes from my legs. Perry had seen them before and now he was enjoying them again. Long, toned legs, darkly tanned by the warm summer sun. By the.