He has no.... lets say drive. You see I love god and i use to do some bad things," she looked around studding the area, seeing if anyone was around, "... thought marrying a preacher would get me right with god. It has somewhat but I still have bad thoughts." She looked down at my throbbing cock then back up. "Wait, Mrs. Mayfield your the nicest lady I know. What type of things have you done that are bad?" You really want to know? And wont tell a soul ever?" I nodded and promised i wouldn't. "Well. "This hasbeen like the best weekend I think I could have imagined. I alwayswondered what it would be like to be even closer to Tammy. I'd thoughtwe'd talked about every subject imaginable but it turns out that girlscan talk about things that no boy would ever consider. Boys don't sitclose and analyze facial features and try different makeups to fix theflaws. Boys would never use the bathroom together like we did lastnight. Boys can't snuggle under blankets because that's just gay. Lastnight,. It was time to taste her. I spread her legs wide and bent down to lick her pussy. She was already wet. I started tasting her salty pussy juices.Georgina forced my head deeper onto her pussy. I got hold of her clit and started licking it. I nailed her g-spot. She had an orgasm while I played with her clit. Catching her breath in seconds, Georgina didn’t waste any time.She sat up and made me lie on the bed on my back. Slowly she grabbed my hard dick in her hand.Georgina: Wow! Aafi you are huge. I. ”She pulled him back towards her; spinning him around as she did so.“Were you watching me?”Marcus nodded. “Yes, I’m s…s…sorry…I was hungry,” he stammered, and then looked down at the floor to prevent gazing on his mother’s naked body.“But you had your cock out and were wanking.”“Yes, I…”Marcus was shivering with dread at being caught red-handed by his mother. He looked into her eyes briefly before averting his gaze once more to the floor as the redness spread over his neck and face.“Get back in.