Only then did she resist, trying to slow her descent. Of course, she was unsuccessful - I simply countered her resistance with my strength. Just befor... mother was in danger of becoming acquainted with the head of my penis, she whimpered, "I can't Jason... !"But the smooth pink crown of my cock touched the red lipsticked full lips, having reapplied it numerous times through the evening, and pressed smoothly past and into her mouth.Throughout the evening I had teased mother numerous times about. The k**s were in bed and we had just finished yet another round of mediocre sex. As he fell asleep I find my hand moving towards my pussy to finish the job he never seemed to complete. I began to wonder what it would be like to be used by several men. I closed my eyes and let the fantasy play out.“One, two, three” I mutter to myself counting the dandelion patches s**ttered over my lawn. “Every year Joe swears that he’s found the latest and greatest in weed control but the damn things keep. Macy’s has everything. And very nice, too. I showed the sales girl the skirt they’d be worn with and a general description of what I liked. I hadn’t worn high heels for so long, until last night. I loved what they did for my legs, and surprisingly, they felt good to me. Those pink shoes weren’t going to match that skirt, though.Alan suggested that Neiman Marcus on the other end of the mall would be the place to look for shoes. He wanted to, but I paid for the things I’d chosen and we set off. “It’s a brand new one.”“Can I see it?”She shakes her head.“Pleeeease.” I whisper into her ear, foam filling up my nostrils.“Keep the begging for later, Kitty!”She emerges from the bubbles, wrapping herself into one of the huge white towels; we had bought them (and a host of other acoutrements) in the depths of the first lockdown, when we decided that we really needed a home spa day.When I join her in the front room, she has the list in front of her, upside down on the table. We’re both wearing.