I pulled them free of the bag, grabbed my cigarettes and cell phone off the dash and got back out of the car. Even though it was late afternoon, the h...midity was still high. I made my way around the car and onto the grass verge. There was a slight rise of the ground before the fence line, so I decided once again to check for oncoming vehicles. I looked both ways, straining to check the windy road below me and was for once, disappointed with the quietness of it all. I put the phone and. In fact, she even went to the toilets soon after the punishment and ran her fingers along her pussy lips, but they were as dry as they could be. So she even wondered whether getting aroused was an illusion, or even that the inmates were lying when they told some of the carers that they got aroused because she just didn’t. It was an enigma to her for sure.Marcia felt the eighth stroke bite into her bottom and again threw her head back and let out a loud yelp as she wiggled her bottom and raised. She was just in her blouse and petticoat. She again grabbed me and hugged me and placed my hand on her waist and pulled tightly. I was not moving an inch. Then to my surprise, she just started kissing my forehead.I thought it was due to her love. But slowly she started kissing my cheeks and then she started to kiss me on lips. I was confused about whether it was a dream or truth but I did not respond. Now she started removing her blouse and also petticoat.She was not even wearing inners, my god. "See, she got to you as well" No mum" I replied and sat down drawing her into my arms, "A beautiful, mature lady got to me, she's sitting quite close to me, smelling like a dream and looking like a wet dream" Is she wearing lacy little panties?" Yep" Are they pulled right up into her slit?"She wiggled her bum and giggled,"Does her son want mummy's mouth on his prick?"She bent her head and I gasped out loud as she took me into her mouth,"Fuck yes, yes he does"She turned then, still with my prick.