That day i was pressing her boobs much harder than earlier.This time i put my hands inside her dress.I was playing with her nipples.Her nipples was er...cting.i played and pressed it for sometime.I got to know she woke up but she was pretending as sleeping.Now i wanted touch her pussy.I rubbed softly her pussy from outside her dress. she did not resist. Then i moved my hands inside her night dress.Now also she did not protested.I got courage from tis and i wanted fuck her. I called her. Now she. See she was married to a violent drunk and he taught the boy to curse, disrespect mommy, and flash his penis to all girls. I found that last one out when I brought my 8 and 4 year old daughters to meet them for first time. I wanted to set his ass on fire and almost did before mommy explain d that his daddy also beat him and touched him in a sexual way. What could I do. I adopted him and raised him like a father should. He grew like a weed 6'7" tall and 11 inches long. I shit you not. I didn't. She even mimed grabbing a cock and inserting it in her vagina before she settled down over my crotch.“Now, nice and slow, Mom. Try to get an angle that feels good to you. Try it with your back straight, then try leaning forward. You can even lean back and put your hands on my legs to hold yourself up.”Mom was rocking back and forth on my crotch, but she was not holding herself up like she did the last time. The inch and a half of air between her crotch and my cock had disappeared. I was. I sat at the table with Jim and Phil while Kim scurried about making the pot of coffee and fixing snacks for us to take out on the lake with us. There was not much to choose from as this was our last day and we only brought enough food for three days.Kim poured three cups of coffee and brought them over to us at the table and then bent over and gave each of our cocks a squeeze and a kiss as a good morning gesture. I know that I was not the only one who had serious thoughts about spending the.