Peggy slipped out of the house to meet her blackmailer. She had a taxi pick her up a block away. She was wearing exactly what she had on the day she w...nt out to the basketball court to bring “refreshments” to the boys playing hoops. She once again ‘borrowed’ her daughter’s very short denim skirt, and she wore the same stretchy ‘wife beater’ tank top. She did not wear a bra. She figured it would be too obvious if she had one on and did not want to argue about it to this kid, whoever he was.. "Go ahead."She looked at me. "You mean you want me to put it on you?" she said."Sure, I guess," I said. I figured that she would just drip it onto my dick, or into my hand. But instead she squirted some into her hand, put the bottle down, and rubbed her hands together. I let go of my dick and watched in anticipation as her hands moved toward my pulsating cock.When her hands touched me, I couldn't help moaning. It felt so good! First, both of her hands caressed my erection, moving up and down. Terry gritted his teeth and seethed with envy. He wanted to be playing with their mom's pussy, getting her excited out of her mind.Terry had played with quite a few young teenage pussies in his time, and he'd "gone all the way" with several of the "easier" girls at school many times. He enjoyed hell out of it and intended to go on making out till he was ninety or so. Yet no girl his age, no matter how pretty or sexy, could turn him on in the special way his mother did. He wouldn't rest till. ”“An offer no sane man could refuse Riley, I’m going to enjoy this.”“Me too.” I said as I got down onto my hands and knees knowing that Mike would penetrate me easily because of all the natural lubrication then my pussy was producing.“Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh, that’s nice.” I said as Mike entered me. As he got into a rhyme his hands came round me, found my tits and started playing with my nipples. I knew within seconds that this fuck was much better than all four the previous night, I guessed that it.