We had been teasing each other the whole walk home, pausing to press up against street lights or, once, to stop by a park bench where I sat and she st...addled me, French kissing passionately as my hand stole up her skirt, rubbing her clit insistently and then sheathing two fingers into her tight pussy. She had whimpered at that, and begun to move onto my hand as if she were riding my cock, her kisses wilder than they had been before. I wanted to have her right there, very strongly, everything. I had a black ribbedturtleneck sweater that I chose to wear. But the only dress pants I hadwere a pair of grey light weight slacks that were for church in thesummer. I put on some black socks and my good black Sunday shoes. Ihad opened the door to my room as I looked at myself in the mirror whenMom walked by and saw me. She looked me once over. "My how handsome."Then she got a puzzled look on her face. "Are those your church pants?" Yeah, Mom," I replied, "why?" She looked at me. As I watched the two mate, I could feel my clit swelling, my juices starting to flow out of my freshly shaved pussy. My nipples standing at attention begging to be freed from my Blue lacy bra. I knew my boss would be arriving in about 15 min but I didn’t care. I unbuttoned my short jean skirt, reveling my secret, no panties. I slip my fingers between my pink pussy lips. Exposing my swollen clit. I start rubbing circles around my clit, keeping my eyes on the matting dogs, my fingers slip into my. Her back arched as he pulled slightly more on her hair, her hands no longer gripping the headboard but fingers splayed wide as she was pulled backward, her wrists straining against the straps that held them. He heard his breath in her ear, then his teeth and tongue were working at her earlobe, then darting into the more sensitive regions of her ear, causing her world to go white for several seconds as her senses overwhelmed her mind. When she came back to her senses, he was no longer touching.