He loved the feeling of his cock wrapped by his mother's warm wet haven and let out another moan. His mother looked down at him, her mouth slightly aj...r as she began to ride him, slowly raising and lowering her pussy along her son's dick.Liz closed her eyes and moaned as she rode her son's hard penis with perverse delight. The feeling of her son's cock sliding in and out of her wet cunt was so unbelievably good. "Do you like mommy's pussy?" Liz whispered in her son's ear as she leaned down to. "You sound interesting", the message said.It was late on a Sunday night, and wickedly cold outside (minus 30), but as we began to 'text' back and forth, she made it clear she was up for some company. I told her I was great at giving massages (an exaggeration) and, when asked, told me she was wearing silk panties.I was a little nervous about being set up, but my horniness prevailed, but when Dierdre (made-up name) gave me her address and invited me over, I threw all caution to the wind. About. He swallowed hard and in a small voice said, "Thank you."Lisa sighed in mock exasperation. "Thank you mother, for ..."Frank was in torment but he knew he had to answer her. "Thank you motherfor the panties." Lisa corrected him, and said "I want to hear 'Thank youmother for letting me have my pretty panties.' "He was in agony and but the words finally passed his lips. "Thank youmother for letting me have my pretty panties." Tears rolled down hischeeks.She stood up and paced around the room. The pink skin of my glans stood out against my shirt. She smiled, urging me on. I stroked the underside of my cock head. My head started to buzz from the sexual tension. The woman chewed on her lip, her gaze alternating between my face and my crotch. One of her hands slid up her thigh, probing against the soaked satin, slipping underneath, teasing herself. When the lights blinked out, it took us a few seconds to react. The terminal plunged into darkness. A few emergency lights snapped on..