.. and was now a fully exposed hot pussy... just waiting to be fingered and explored. While I was enjoying the aroma of the just removed panties... Sh... reached down and started to stroke my dick. As she was masturbating me... I reached out and started to play with her wet pussy. I did spread those luscious lips... and found a beautiful clit as well. She was able to reach up and expose both of her breasts... which were somewhat small... but displayed a dark areole about the size of a fifty cent. Like every other woman in the department, he had hit on her. She laughed and said it would have been insulting if he had not.I felt close to her, enjoyed her company. And could see the curve of her breast under her shirt. When we got to a small park that was a block away from her flat, she suggested we sit down on a bench. As I agreed I had that peculiar hyper-awareness you get when you talk as normal, but know something has changed. Even for us this was intimate in a new way. I joked that if I. “It's okay,” she said. “Don't be afraid. Mommy just needs you so badly, honey.”“You need me?” My voice was so dry.She moved up my body. I felt her hot pussy and silky pubic hair sliding on my right leg as she moved up. And those huge, lush tits bounced and jiggled before her. She kept stroking my dick, cooing as she straddled me.“Mommy needs to show her big, strong son what sex is like,” she moaned. “I have to teach you.”“Jesus, Mom,” I groaned, my eyes so wide as her pussy lips brushed the tip. “I was seated across the table from you. I saw how many times a clever comment came to your mind – and I watched you put each one of them away before you said it. What’s up?”Tiffany shifted slightly until she was looking at him.“This hurts my neck,” she said.“Fine,” Phil replied. He lifted her slim frame off and sat her down where she straddled him. She was face to face now.“Just my luck,” she said. “I finally get this way and we’ve got our clothes on.”“See, that’s the Tiffany Grayling I’ve.