There are spare nappies and stuff in this bag, two bottles and two cartons of milk. And a spare change of clothes. You remember how to change a nappy?... Anne scowled at Sarah as she slid off a backpack and nodded towards her. "Sure?" I'm fine. What is going on?" I'm doing something I should have done awhile ago." What is it?" Anne asked but her daughter had gone. The front door closed and she turned to her husband, who had put his newspaper down and watched as his daughter ran past the lounge. She simply adored that and was again in her element. And I pleased her too in as much as I could still cum gain and again inside her for a wonderful gratifying fuck once all the delightful foreplay was done. She loved trying new tricks and was lately atoned to using fruit flavoured condoms. Her favourite was strawberry, to go with my lovely cream she said but always considerate, she asked me if that spoiled my pleasure, in as much as the condom may spoil it for me as she felt like she was. As usual, Beth was the driver and I was shotgun. A police radio was installed in our car, so we were able to keep up to date on any problem spots.For lack of anything better, Beth and I hung out at our high school to await a call to arms. We sat in our car with the police radio monitoring the traffic. It got pretty boring for about an hour, and we wondered if we were going to get any action. All we could do was talk, and we had exhausted most topics when there was a tremendous explosion in one. Slowly, I started to lower myself and it hit me that I was actually going to be eaten by my own mother. The thought of that moistened my pussy even more. I could even feel my clitoral hood retract to reveal my pink clit. It poked out so prominently and so wet, it was dripping from the tip. I was ready for my mom to suck in all my pussy juice. I felt my mother’s lips touch my sexual ones. Without hesitation, she began nibbling on my thin membranes compared to hers. She pulled slightly with her.