She saw, and smiled. “There’s a good girl”, she said sweetly. “Thirty minutes start now”. She kept making slow, small circles, touching me s...ftly, gently, almost tenderly. I couldn’t remember ever feeling this strange – sleepy and scared at the same time. I tried to buck her off but the only thing my lower body did was contract. “You don’t have to be scared sweety”, she cooed. “Just let go. Relax. It’ll be easier for everyone.”’She touched me for what felt like an eternity. I tried to distract. But you can’t do this, it’s wrong. Previously we were at a party so I didn’t stop you.Me- But…On which mom interrupted and said it’s getting late go and sleep. She slept on one side of the bed and I also pretended to sleep with a sad face. But after an hour I heard the sound of mom crying.Me- Mom why are you crying? I am sorry about that kiss.Mom- It’s ok. I know you just want to make me happy.Me- Yes mom and I can do anything for that.Mom- But it a sin. I cannot kiss my son.Me- Mom, it’s ok. She immediatly went down on me sucking all the juices flowing from my pussy. I finally regained control, as she lifted her head."That's why I love being with you, Ada."She laid along side of me for a few monet before taking off the strapon. She removed the nine in dildo and placed a ten inch in its place. It was a little thicker and heavier. "Her baby, I want you to fuck me with this one."I strapped up and started eating her pussy. She was wet from all the action, but I loved her taste. She. "Well, not really. I had been with a couple of guys before him, but I was his first. But after about 3 months, I guess he thought I was only there for him when he needed some. That got a little tiring, so I decided to move on. Besides, at that time I was a serious smoker, and Paul always had a good stash of grass."I nodded at that comment. "Yea, he still does. I don't use it myself, but he probably has a hit every day or so I think." Yea, that figures. I am clean 3 years myself" and she knocked.