I slowly moved my right hand from her waist to her thigh, brushing and caressing her soft skin as I kept my left hand on her shoulder. I slowly slid m... hand up her thigh and started rubbing my palm over her pussy."No Bryce, don't, you can’t" she said when I started rubbing her pussy, but still she did not resist even a little."Ooohh oooohhhh, God" my stepmother moaned as I penetrated her cunt with my middle finger. I pulled my finger out slowly, feeling her wetness on it just before I pushed it. Cupping it and massaging me until I was hot and slick with juice for him. I was humping myself against his fingers too, feeling already the small orgasms starting, just the sweet little ones that made me so ready for the really good ones later.He worked my t-shirt off finally, pulling it over my head and then smoothing my long blonde hair out of my shining eyes. He touched my breasts while I sucked at his soft full lips. He pinched my nipples, pulling them just the way I liked. Not too hard,. I let go and she bent forward. I grabbed her swelling breasts that hung like pendulums, and started sucking on them. I was hungry. I would often lose grip of her breasts because they were so big, but that was half the fun. My mouth moved from breast to breast.She got hold of my cock, and inserted it into her vagina, where I began to pump. She virtually sat her arse on me, as I pumped. From here on, her eyes were closed, and she stroked her hair back. Her arms sometimes resting on my chest, or. I felt a moment of envy for the man serving her. I wanted to have those green eyes flashing at me – to have that laugh responding to some comment of mine. Then I acknowledged the envy for the foolishness it was and let it fade away.I turned away and looked out the window when I saw her paying for her order. I could clearly see her reflection in the glass but this way she wouldn't see me staring at her when she turned around. I watched as she picked up the little cardboard tray with its four.