" I responded.Eager to learn, Gwen asked, "Can the woman move or does the man do all the work?" She can if she wants to by either raising and lowering...her butt and thrusting upwards or by rocking her hips backwards and forwards." I said informatively. But, in my mind, I was thinking how much I wanted to show her exactly how it was done.To my surprise, without saying a word, Gwen began thrusting her buttocks upwards as I had described and said, "Like this?"As she did, her sex slid the full. The inside of Linda's pussy was squeezing my dick, I wasn't sure how she was doing but it felt great. I leaned forward and reached under her to grab her tits. The felt like silk in my hands and the force of my thrusts where making them jiggle. I was in the zone, I could barely hear Linda screaming from pure pleasure. My entire focus was on pounding her pussy as best as I could. The sensations of her vagina where beginning to send me over the edge, I looked right at the camera as I was getting. The woman now ready, she was asked by her son, how many strokes, and Muriel fixing him with a determined eye, replied clearly “Ten!” “and the last stroke?” it was a clear question, but from her the answer was a nod accompanied by a weak “if you please sir” Bessy by this time had stood expecting cuffs and security, but smiling the young man shook his head then said to her, “Tell me Bessy, of your secretive private afternoons with my mother… do you kiss?” the women exchanged glances, then at a. Say it out loud if necessary. Just think of the Beverly Hillbillies, if you are old enough to know who they were, and you will catch on. If you can’t appreciate this then exit right now, please.It’s me and Paw and two older brothers out here in dirt poor country. Ma run off when Ah was ten with an ensiklapeedeah salesman sayin she wanted to be with smarter people fer a change.This here story is about when cousin Sarah Jo came to visit. She’s Paw’s cousin and real old, like about thirty. Said.