Mom stood up holding her skirt to her chest as I babbled my response. She looked so sexy standing there with her arms folded, holding her skirt agains... the front of her body and her nylon clad legs in clear view. She started talking again and I took the time to study her legs and thighs then realized her blouse was open and short enough to allow me a nice view of her nylon covered crotch. Mom always wore panties under her panties hose.As she talked she turned to walk to her closet. As usual, I. She longs for the day when she can take him to the level of ecstasy that he has taken her to. She wants to feel him wiggle and moan begging her to fuck him furiously. Her pussy trembles at the thought of him begging for her. She then slips back into her daydream of the night before. She remembers laying in his arms and gently rubbing his cock with her hands. She smiles as she remembers how his cock hardened to her touch. She remembers how she felt when he told her to choose her position and he. I don’t know what happen to me I started to huging her tightly I start to feel her soft body first I kissed her forehead then on lips.It was good to kiss her round lips I cant express these feeling by any combination of 26 alphabets I don’t know how my mind and hands work together within few second I opened her night shirt I start to feel her boobs so soft those are. These all are happening to me for first time till that day I never kissed or touched my lover also I went crazy still she didn’t. He tucked a piece of my flaming red hair behind my ear, though the effort was pointless when it was all hanging around us anyway. I pressed one last kiss to his forehead before claiming his lips, more insistent now, passionate, intense. His hands were wandering my back, rubbing up and down, or squeezing my flanks before wrapping tighter around me. I pulled his hair tie from him before tangling my hand in his marvellous mane of black hair as he sat us up a little. I settled further into his.