In standing, I saw their erect packages in their jeans. I positioned myself between them. I reached into my pocketbook and handed Anthony the very wet...red lace panties that I removed while in the ladies' room. He had that Christmas morning joyful face. He took a quick, discreet sniff and lick and then placed them in his pocket. I turned to a jealous Rick and said, “You got your souvenir last time.” I then inserted my two pussy juiced soaked fingers into his mouth, which he sucked on like a. His other hand grabbed my other hand and brought it to his chest. “Pinch my nipples, Mommy.”I had decided a year ago, if I could get my son off quickly I didn’t stress over it as much. The difference was slight but perceptible. I hated myself afterwards. I pinched the dark bump on my son’s chest. He winced happily. “Oooo, I knew it would be better if I used your hand.”“Mommy doesn’t like being used, Andy. You know that. You know I’m going to make you do all of the chores tonight.”“Mmmmm, I. When we moved to Arizona he would take me to a spot on near Sedona where the river was deep in the canyon and hard to get to so not very many people would take the time to hike down to be close to the water. When we would go I would wear the swim suit that is in my photo stream the pink one with that was very short of fabric and mostly string it was not lined so when it was wet it looked as if I was nude. My husband like to walk the river to get into shape he would be gone for up to an hour.. His beard tickled. Since this was the first time a boy had kissed me, I puckered up and sat rigid.He broke off the kiss, looked at me for a moment, then brought my right hand to his mouth. He sucked softly on the first joint of my index finger, just enough so that I felt it."Now you kiss my finger that way," he said.His hand was warm and his flesh responded to my lips. We did this back and forth a couple of times and he increased his suction."Like it?" he asked quietly."Yes, yes, I do. Am I.