He was still gazing at my breast. I had made up mind at that point to let things go wherever they would lead.“Want to touch it Kyle?” I asked.I ha... startled him, and he looked at me and said, “Sorry mom, I was just.”I interrupted him saying, “Go ahead and touch it honey.”He just sat there. I knew he was wondering if I was serious. I took his hand, slowly slid it in my slip, and placed his warm fingers on my breast. His hand was on my tit, frozen where I had placed it.“Slow, soft touches Kyle” I. " Okay," I added, before grabbing her thighs. "Then take this," I warned her before I shoved it into her twat."Oh, there's the first lady," she moaned, closing her eyes and grabbing my thighs too. "Holy shit, my mom is a lucky woman." Me too," I added, keeping the dildo deep inside her for a moment.After a moment, she looked at me again, and I began fucking her again. I went back to my slow thrusts and made them as loving as possible. She got me right back with her breath, but I didn't care. It all started when i met this guy on a porn site for bdsm we started chatting and eventually i flew out to meet him in amsterdam where he lived. A little about myself my names sasha im a 26 year old business professional im very athletic with 36dd breasts and very long toned legs with long straight black hair and grey eyes ya by the way im 6'2 kinda on the tall end of the spetrum.So anyway i flew out to amsterdam to meet fredrick he was the perfect gentleman and at dinner things seemed almost. He was there as my excitement increased and as I began to climax. And later, still on that sofa with my tee shirt rolled up round my neck, my bra off and my skirt bunched round my waist I imagined that it was his cock I rubbed until the spunk flew onto Max’s stomach. Increasingly I thought about him, but not just when I was playing around with boys. He would pop into my mind when I was studying, playing hockey or tennis, getting dressed and especially getting undressed. I quite shocked myself.