I didn’t see any panty line which led me to suspect she was not wearing any undies. The fact that her buttocks were bouncing every which way but up ...einforced my line of thinking.The top two buttons on her pink blouse were open giving the jurors a good view of the tops of her perfectly curved breasts almost to the point where her nipples were at the very edge of exposure if she bent at just the right angle. I had no doubt that she was physically on her game making her summation before turning. His tongue dances all around my cockhead inside his hot mouth. I can feel the pressure building in my nuts and they constrict to the base of my cock. He slows down a little, sensing that I am close. A few more moments though and I feel the first squirt shoot out the inside length of my dick and out the piss slit and into his mouth and down his throat. He murmurs mmmmmmmmmmmmm, good stuff" and greedily swallows and licks it all up. I am gasping and my hips are thrusting up & down. He squeezes my. In a matter of minutes, herson entered, clad in a white terry robe that came to his knees.Dianne's eyes lifted from the slight bulge in the front of his robe to meet his. One legslithered down the other as she lay half on her side. Her lips parted sensuously."Look at me," she said to her son.Jeff raised his head."Mom, look," he said. "I don't know what you're thinking, but, you know, it's onlynatural. You know what I mean. I mean, I'm not a k** anymore. I'm growing up. And Ihave certain needs,. Jean settled me in his room, fed me a wonderful farm meal, showed me some boots and took me out to the barn. I had a pretty good feeling about Jean, she was a no bullshit person but with a really kind heart.The smell in the pig barn was not as bad as what I had imagined, and what my buddies had ribbed me about. They used lots of straw, and the pigs used the sides of the pens along the gutter for dunging, and usually lay in the dry straw on the high side of the pens, unless the weather was.