You need to replace the liquids you used up.”She wrapped her arms round his neck and kissed him long and tenderly. “You taste of your mother. Yumm....”As he was eating. Claire told him of Andrea and Jim's dilemma and told him she thought he could be the very person to help them out.“Me? From what you say I don't think I'll be able to go long enough to satisfy her.”She raised an eyebrow and looked sideways at him “Darling you just spent all afternoon and part of the evening fucking your mother to. “Sure” I replied, but let me get it for you”. I went to the kitchen and returned with a fresh glass for her. As I sat down again, I immediately noticed she had parted her legs even further. I could now see her lacy black panties between her thighs. Ever since Susan had died, my entire sex life consisted of masturbating alone. It became so stale, that I might have been only indulging once a month for the past year or so. But suddenly with this new visual stimulation, I could feel my penis. Keeping her fingers still for a moment my clenching starts to slow and then finally subside, she gently pulls out of me. "Oooh, I miss you already." I whisper and drop my hips, trying to keep her inside of me. Slowly we come down from our furious love making and eventually return to a semi-normal manor. We smile into one last kiss and whisper thank you to each other. She slowly pulls her body away from mine and backs under her shower head and pushes her hair back. Our eyes remain locked. Matching yellow thong and push up bra. On top of that you are wearing a really short, tight silver and shiny dress. Your fat wobbly arse is barely covered by the tiny dress, your tits are bursting out of the top of the dress and your straps are showing. The perfect picture of a chavvy slutty bimbo. Knowing that there was a big chance this moment was coming your have prepared some music on your ipod and take it out and put it in the ipod dock in the room. Standing in front of me, you begin.