Her hairy pussy is gaping open with all her pinkness exposed. With both hands keeping her legs spread open, I put my entire mouth on her pussy, rub my...face all over the short trimmed hair, run my tongue up and down her slit, suck her lips, tease her clit with my tongue, and stick my tongue as deep in her as I can. She yelps, and says, “Oh yes, that feels so good’. I’m bent over her eating her pussy and Amy sits in the seat that I was in, and as I’m partially out of the water, she slides my hard. "Have you ever been fitted for a bra before?" she asked.She was so matter of fact, so encouraging that I soon found myself telling her that I had only tried on my mother's clothes a few times but they didn't fit me at all. I had always had the urge to dress in girl's clothes just to see what it would be like.She took my hand and said, "So now you're worried you are the only man who ever wanted to wear a bra but you can't help yourself. Don't worry love, we have quite a few men who are regular. I surprised myself with my own stamina, although the five orgasms in the preceding twenty-four hours may have helped there.She suggested a change to doggy style. We built up the pace and it sounded like Gabrielle was rapidly approaching another orgasm as I could feel my own nearing. Then I looked up into the mirrored wardrobe. She made eye contact with me in the reflection and smiled. But in my mind, I saw an image of a different room, with mirrors around the walls and on the ceiling. And. ”“Are you sure -” Jason began to say, lowering himself onto her soft body but not all the way.“I’m sure.” Helen groaned as she felt her son’s body begin to rest upon hers. She leant up and nipped his ear with her teeth before whispering, “I won’t break, baby.”Jason groaned as his mother whispered in his ear, and lowering himself fully onto her. Helen sighed happily as her son lay upon her, wrapping her legs fully around his waist and linking her heels together. She put her arms around his neck.