’ Then I go down on one knee in front of you, my hands roaming lightly over your thighs. Your breath catches as my fingers find the elastic band of ...our panties, and I begin sliding them down, making you lift your ass up momentarily. As I tug your panties down across your knees, and then off of your ankles, you squirm in your seat, and I can tell that you are already getting wet. Your womanly scent fills my nostrils, as I lean forward to kiss your mound. My beard tickles you as my lips move up. Mom stayed in her bedroom for most of the day so I decided later that night I was going to make her dinner. I made something simple and brought it to her room opening the door and turning the light on when I saw my mom laying on her bed with her shorts and panties around her ankles and her legs open sliding her dildo into her while she moaned. She saw me and quickly pulled her shorts and panties up looking at me embarrassed and said "I'm sorry honey" over and over as I said "It's OK mom". "No I. I remember the sloshing sound of her saliva coated fingers rubbing her clit." zoey grew silent. she brought herself to the brink of orgasm. "no, i scolded, don't cum, don't you fucking cum yet." i pulled her hand away. "jesus fucking christ i need to cum, i need it now. fuck me, fuck me, jesus" her hand returned to her cunt but she only squeezed it. her breathing returned to normal. "don't cum yet, i pleaded, finish the story. i want to hear what else you let paul do that night." ". She gave me a look that said she thought I was drunk, and then disappeared into one of the stalls.Hurrying before I lost my nerve, I balled up the hair, rubbed it against my lips, and swallowed it. Of course, I had no idea if anything had happened. Unless she did something totally outrageous like give me her underwear, I'd never know -- and there was no way I'd risk asking and causing a scene.Anyway, my time for agonizing was past. The toilet flushed and Jenny emerged from the stall to wash her.