Through sheer force of will I wrestled my hand off of my breast and shoved a finger right up my pussy. I nearly cracked my head on the damn wall from ...he pleasure. ‘Oh fuck me.’ I gasped, or rather yelled. Can’t really say anyone heard me, not that I would care either way. With one finger pistoning in and out of my pussy, I use my other hand to detach the shower head and aim it directly at my clit. This time I really did smash my head on the wall, nearly crying from the extreme dual pleasure I. We'll talk about that later, first you can help me bathe."Cathy thrilled at the touch of son's hands as he washed her body, her nipples hardened and grew as his soapy fingers brushed over them. Her already aroused pussy seemed to become hotter and she knew that this bath would end with them making love. Standing she allowed him to wash her legs before parting her thighs and guiding his hands to her pussy. She shuddered as his fingers brushed over her labia and clitoris, taking hold of one of. I almost came when I heard that, but restrained myself. I bend towards his crotch and unbuckled him. I was about to take his cock out of his pants, when he grabbed my hair and stooped me. “Not like that. Get up and get naked. I like my bitches stripped when they blow me”. I got up from the couch we were both sitting, and started to undress trembling with lust and horniness. I turned my back at him and took my clothes off. I had just asked for his seed in my mouth, but was too shy to strip. Watching her get pleased orally, reminded me of the time I had overheard my mom tell her best friend that my dad never went down on her.“She seems to really enjoy it,” I thought. “No wonder she divorced dad.”After some minutes, my mom moaned loudly through the mouth gag, and I heard something like liquid gushing down on the bed. At first, I thought it was urine but then I recalled reading about some women being able to squirt.“I guess she is one of those women,” I thought then quickly moved to.