She began to slide here body up and down on me until her pussy found my now throbbing cock. She let out a little muffled moan as she realized her puss... was touching a cock for the first time even though it was thru my thin boxer shorts material. Her hand went immediately to cover her mouth so that she would not make any noise. I had slid my dick on anything that would give it friction to make it cum when I was a teenager: sinks, trees or my hand but never did it touch a pussy till it was 20. ‘Come and sit in front of me’ her husband asks. ‘Honey, I’m not in the mood for that!’ she argues. ‘I just want to help you relax, now you agreed to do as I ask, did you not?’ ‘All right, all right’ she says, moving across to place her back to him. He begins to massage her, starting at her neck, working out the stress knots. She visibly relaxes gives over to his strong hands kneading her tight muscles. Several minutes of this and she feels so much better, more relaxed than she has been in ages.. I had to stop myself from telling him to call me ‘mum’ even then. I think I managed to stammer out, ‘call me Caitlin, please’ or something to that effect. But there was a sparkle in his eyes that couldn’t be hidden by any amount of shyness, or his fringe, and it was that sparkle that took my breath away. After the accident I watched their wedding video endless times. It was the only video I had with Jodie and her father on. Ben looked so handsome in his pale grey suit, his arms encircling my. MOM pulled her head back and turned around. “NO NO Bob. For God’s sake, I am your Mother. Don’t do this. What did I do to you.”I could see her eyes, the tears, the pleading as I grabbed hard onto her hips andjammed my cock inside her.I had the fat around her waist firmly in my hands as I pumped as hard as I could. Crying, Mom just let her head hang down crying her stupid head off. “STOP STOP YOU ARE HURTING ME. STOP BOB PLEASE.” But she did nothing to stop me. I can’t tell you how good it.