, and since they were cotton, not much feeling of juice either.Damn!I said "take off your panties." "No, it's special like this", she said.Anything sh... feels as "special" when I feel her pussy is just fine with me.Now she had my shorts off too, and my cock was as hard and as full as it's ever been. She was waving it back and forth and sliding her hand up and down it's length, occasionally squeezing or twisting the head gently, teasingly. It never felt better, bursting to blast off.I pulled the. Casually, she reached in, and an enormous white breast capped with a glistening pink nipple flopped out. “Uh, Mom. Do you want me to leave?” he said nervously.He averted his eyes quickly, but he kept finding his eyes drawn back where he would steal quick peeks of his mother’s bare breast. He rarely saw his mother’s breasts except for quick glances when she would lean over in a low-cut nightgown. He was actually shocked – and excited – at his mother’s sudden casual display of nudity in front of. “Hold up your skirt, and don’t dare to move your hands once I start.” My movements were slow and hesitant, but after almost a minute I had done as she asked. My breasts rested against the corner of the passenger seat, and my trembling fingers held up my skirt at my back and exposed my bare bum to the crisp night air. Anne’s fingers rubbed small circles on my bum, and my cheeks quivered in anticipation and fear at each touch. “You should probably try not to scream,” she told me, “unless you want. "Keep fucking me, Jimmy, I'm gonna cum again," she cried, then began shaking as she had a second orgasm, this one just as strong as the first.I couldn't believe that Sara was a middle school girl, she was so sexy and at ease with it, just like she'd been fucking for years. Maybe she had, I didn't know. All I did know was that I was loving what we were doing, every second of it.We fucked and fooled around the rest of the afternoon and then got dressed and went downstairs. Sara's mother was again.