Looking back up into his eyes suckeling the head firmly letting my tongue dance over and around the crown, i see his lips moving but i can not hear wh...t he is telling me. I slip him from my lips, He is full and very hard now. It looks big in my hands my fingers around the shaft, I do not remember gripping his shaft i think to myself. I let my hand start to stroke him as I readjust my knees in the dirt. Leaning back in licking at that special spot under the head turning my head to the side. I certainly recognized the voice but I was having difficulty matching it to the staggeringly beautiful boy who stood before me.Tyler had been a fixture in the neighbourhood for almost as long as I could remember. He was 2 or 3 years younger than me so we had never really been what you’d call friends. Whenever I had hung out with the other neighbourhood kids in my age group he always seemed to be close at hand, eager to help out or participate in anything going on without ever calling attention. .. touch me like that," Madeline murmured. "You mustn't be trying to seduce me... To make me want you..." She lowered her eyes to her son's erection. "To make me want you..."Gerald was moving his fingers up and down, massaging Madeline's pussy, rubbing the now-wet satin across her cunt lips and clit. "Do you want me, Mom?" he asked."No..." Madeline whispered. And then, "Yes... No... Yes..." Then she moaned, flexing her stomach muscles to push her cunt down harder against Gerald's fingers. "I'm. But I know she was trying, so I told her she looked great.We went to a town with a lot of tourists to eat and shop around. At times I was able to see down her blouse more than the norm, but not as much as I was hoping. After a nice late dinner we headed to the river to look out as it was a nice night. By now she had a few drinks in her and was more relaxed and just enjoying a nice night out, and looking for a fun date when we got home. She asked me if I enjoyed her outfit and got to see what I.