So good...” Patty moaned.Ben picked up speed, making sure to regularly change his angle of penetration so his cockhead touched every part of her ins...des.Patty’s head rolled from side to side in ecstasy. Ben could feel her pussy contract on his cock in a small orgasm.That extra stimulation was almost too much. He hadn’t had sex in weeks so he wasn’t going to last much longer. He latched his mouth on her other nipple and increased the speed of his thrusting.“Oh ... ohhh...” Patty arched her. What 18 year old lying pressed against a naked woman could fall asleep? And this woman was my own mother at that. My dilemma once again was that my stiff dick was resting between the crack of mom’s ass and poking at her. It was just a matter of time before I would wake her up and if she got startled when she awoke she might yell out and wake dad as well. I needed to solve this stiff dick problem fast, but it was hard to stay focused pressed against mom in the tiny sleeping bag. It was had. Sally came down the stairs from the bedroom dressed to kill. A little black cocktail dress, obviously no underwear because the dress was so tight that she had a hard time walking in it; any underwear would have been visible as panty and bra lines. She also had on 4” come fuck me red high heel pumps. And the finishing touch, more makeup than she has worn since I met her.She said angrily; “Oh good, you cheating piece of shit, I am glad you’re here before George comes to pick me up. I will not be. I knew the reason why. Why I wasn't welcome at home, why I was about as inviting as a four day old corpse. Why I was avoided like the plague, why I had to take to living in my car.Then late one night, I walked to an isolated beauty spot. I had to walk, as I couldn't afford petrol for my car. I had made up my mind; I knew what I was going to do. I noticed the phone box...***"Samaritans, I'm Chris. How can I help you?" You can't, nobody can," a voice said."I'm willing to try, if you'll let me..