I slowly came down to her navel after completing an attempt of tit massage and licking.Her navel was like a manhole for my tongue and my tongue wished...to discover it and it was filling it with a liquid called saliva.Her hands were pressing her own boobs to make herself hard.A step-down.A cleanly shave smooth cut known as a pussy.There was not a single trace of hair growth.It was wet with a juicy pungent smelling fluid.My tongue had the courage to taste it.it tasted better than its odour.My. She was already almost naked seeing as her shorts and tank top barely covered her sensual curves. Her now one track mind, caused her to drift to her bedroom leaving the windows wide open. As she made her way to her bedroom, she shed her two pieces of clothing leaving them in the hallway. Her queen size bed was huge for her petite but voluptuous body. She did not even bother to pull back the white duvet or remove the many pillows that covered the bed. All she could think about was reaching her. "Strip," she commanded, without hesitation I got naked in front of my 68 year old mother in law, my breath catching in my throat as I lowered my boxers finally exposing myself to Carol's gaze. She walked up to me and putting her arms around my neck she kissed me deeply, her tongue working its way into my mouth, it was a weird sensation, feeling my 1/2 naked mother in law against my body, she worked her tongue into my mouth and I felt her right hand work its way down to my cock where she slowly. I imagined her as I eyed cute girls at the shopping mall or the sweet college-age cashiers at the supermarket. At night time, oh how I hated night time! At night I would try (and fail) to purge her image from my mind. I forced myself not to masturbate. I needed to save every drop of cum I had for Jenny this weekend.I approached Jenny's apartment uncharacteristically nervous. I had been fighting this hardon all day, but now I was as limp as a wet balloon. I was worried I wouldn't be able to get.