I groaned with the virgin pleasure of it and my cock quickly hardened within mother's sucking mouth. I knew I would not stop this - that the years of ...edding my own mother had only brought out more suggestive fantasies that I had never dwelled upon. Yet by my weakness I was confusing and harming my mother even further than I had ever planned to.Her head bobbed before me, my cock, now rock hard, moving in and out of her wonderful mouth. Though I may look back and realize that she was as awkward. She's squirting everywhere and apparently a first for her. She gets her breath back and gets up on her feet. The air smells of fresh cunt juice and theres a massive wet spot on the carpet plus its still dripping down her leg. She takes my hand and says "lets go to the garage and I'll show you his car", Jim of course is nothing but grunts at this point but they grow fainter as we head across the house to the garage. We wander through the kitchen and into the garage and there sits Jims pride and. She was only an average size, thirty four perhaps, waist in the twenties and hips in the middle thirties. At five feet six inches, she had absolutely no spare flesh, not quite skinny or anorexic, but not too far from it either. Her hip bones protruded forward a little, but not so much that it detracted from the overall picture. Her hands clasped together in font of her cunnii, hiding her femininity. Put you hands behind your head. She complied slowly, nervously, but she complied. I sat down on. I sat down in the middle of my bed and moved my right hand to slide a finger into myself.All the glimpses I had given him of me were always “innocent”. I did not let him see me masturbate or anything else overtly sexual. His right hand wrapped around his cock and started furiously sliding up and down the length. The tip was glistening heavily. "Oh yes," I said watching him moving my finger to rub circles over my clit. He continued pumping while his eyes roamed up and down my body meeting my.