I rubbed while she approved. I took off her panty while kissing those dangling tits. I had to stop here to raise them with my hands so I was able to...kiss and suck her nipples. I wished to eat those nipples now and knew I’d soon be on cloud nine, fucking the wet pussy!! Her cunt had began to drip, oozing out a little flow, too horny as mad saying: “Well, yes, young boy, It’s the moment now. Start fucking me!! I feel my cunt to swell.” I laid her on her back on the bed and headed for her. I dropped and called Ezinne and told her that I'll be free on Saturday afternoon, she affirmed that Saturday is ok for her too. We now scheduled at the usual motel downtown. Fast forward to Saturday after breakfast, I told my wife that am on my way to the mechanic and drove off. I parked my car at the mechanics and told him that I'll pick it up later that I don't want to run into traffic in town. I then left for the motel on a commercial motorcycle. On reaching there, I booked a room and. I lay there crying helplessly, waiting for his permission to get up.“Damn Kylie baby, that, was amazing.” I felt him putting my skirt back down, and leaning over me, kissing the side of my face and pulling up my tangled panties up securely over my abused bottom.“Thank you.” He lifted my body up and spun me around into a hug. And as much as I hated him, I wrapped my arms around him and cried into his shirt, letting him run his fingers through my soft hair and soothe me. “I’m sorry babe.” He. And how we were rained on. I remember watching my mother take off her clothes in the tent, in front of me. Her size 36DD breasts, hanging there in plain sight. Her pants being pulled down to reveal her bare behind and thick hips and thighs, perfect for bearing a child. And finally her black bushy patch in between her legs, glistening from arousal. In that time I didn't know what I was seeing. But now that imagery sparked something deep inside me. Something animalistic, yet familiar and.