This was quickly stopped by Ryan kissing me, I was amazed by how great of a kisser he was, I didn’t want to let his tongue go, but unfortunately we ...ad to as we had reached my apartment block. We piled out of the taxi whilst Harry paid the driver. We stumbled up the stairs, thankfully I’m only on the first floor, and to my apartment. It took me a couple of attempts but I finally managed to unlock my door, and let the men come inside, I directed Ryan to my bedroom and told the others to make. The black seamed fishnet stockings make you feel instantly like a tart, especially when you attach the scarlet and black suspender belt and feel the smoothness of the red satin knickers against your pussy lips. You slip on the tight black leather micro skirt, smiling at how it barely covers your stocking thighs, and a white see-through blouse. Black four inch sling-backs complete the effect: a tart with a veneer of class. As you look at yourself in the full-length mirror and gently apply some. . faster and harder he humped her, yelping mom each time he thrust his cock against his mother's cunt.Julie could feel her son's hard cock thrusting against her cunt opening but not going in. His shorts were in the way. But he was giving her enough stimulation. Both mother and son were heading for huge climaxes.Julie responded to each thrust by yelping, "YES, BEN... YES... YES... GOOD... GOOD, BEN... HUMP MOMMY... AHH... AHH... GOD... YESSSSSSSS..."After five minutes, Julie orgasmed, shivering. That big smile on his face is a dead give-away! He's not fooling anybody! I wonder what he's thinking about. I slowly and gently roll onto my side facing him. My hand reaches out and I let my fingers lightly glide down his belly, to his flaccid cock. I wrap my fingers around him, squeezing ever so lightly and start moving my hand up and down his shaft."Just what do you think you're doing, Tina?" He asks softly.I jump at the sound of his voice. "I'm just going to wake you up, daddy, I know.