Merry Christmas, Kevin. I love you.’ ‘I love you too, mom. Tell Janet and the kids I love them.’ As with most mothers, mine knew me better than ... did. She was exactly right — it had little to do with wanting to spend time by myself. I just didn’t want to be around anyone else, either, because I didn’t want to dampen their moods. There was just one more turn, and I found myself pulling into my garage. I’d hung a huge snowman on the inner door as part of the half-ass Christmas decorating I’d. But then she stood up and took off the towel from her head. She stood up and turned around her camel toed cunt in full view behind her bikini. She held a corner of the towel with her left hand and left the rest drop, then with her right hand went behind the towel and her left hand let it go so it dropped over her right hand and from where I was I could see my cum on her dark blue towel where her hand was . OMG she still hasn’t seen my cum on her towel! Then my jaw dropped and she slightly. My gentle head-bobbing turned into an all out face fuck when Jon changed his grip on my head. Hands shifted from the side to the back of my dome. Tears ran down my face and I moaned with every stroke. Still, Jon didn’t let up. He drove his hips in and out of my mouth with several forceful thrusts until he sent streams of sweet liquid down the back of my throat. “Sweet, Rain.” Jon lifted me, pulled me to his lips, and kissed me as if he hadn’t just cum. This kiss was different from other kisses.. I picked up my camera again and snapped off a few frames with her tits on display."Stop that," she said when she realized that her breasts were exposed."Hey, you have beautiful tits," I said."They are too small," she frowned. "I just wish I had Sally's tits." I don't," I said although it was a lie. "Now put your arms down and show me those sexy tits of yours."No, you put that camera down and come fuck me," she giggled.Well, I did have a few pictures of her naked tits, more than I thought I.