* ‘Elizabeth, would you be a dear and bring lunch out to your Papa?’ Mrs. Winshaw asked. Elizabeth, sitting in the windowsill with a blanket wrap...ed around her, nodded and left her comfortable seat. She’d caught a bit of a chill after her drench in the rain yesterday, but she was well enough to hobble around the house and do a few chores here and there. ‘And do eat something, girl,’ Mrs. Winshaw scolded. ‘We can’t have you wasting away.’ Scooping up the plate full of bread and cheese,. I can almost feel an electric charge passing between us each time you slide in. I half stand so that my feet are on either side of your hips allowing me to take you in deeper and more completely... Your hands on my hips urge me to ride you faster and deeper, as you thrust your pelvis up harder and harder.... driving deeper and deeper into me.... both of us breathless.... our bodies slapping together... our ragged breathing, the grunts and moans of pleasure, our wet, sloshy suction sounds as. The two ladies continued on sucking my breasts while the third one, flicked her tongue around my vagina, stimulating my clitoris. I was sweating and breathing heavily now. Each breath was hard to come by as my screams began to grow louder. She was trying to push her tongue into my tight pussy, sending me into cloud nine. I felt the muscles tighten around my lower stomach and I knew that I was nearing my climax. My breasts were hard and my nipples were erect. I felt my pussy lips tighten. I felt. Greg, I…want….your….cock.” He slipped his hand down and hooked his fingers under my skirt. His fingers unbuttoned them with a flick and suddenly they were gone, flying across the room. I was left standing almost nude in front of my son. Just my silk panties that he could easily see through.“Mom, just let it happen. I’ve heard you calling out my name at night and I know you want me.”“I…Greg….I…”“Just say it Mom, just beg for my cock and I’ll give it to you.” Greg had my panties down and.