Your cousin and I were just fooling around a little." Then she reached down and rubbed her hand over my hard-on. "Oh my Jimmy you're really big, ... I...mean really big. " She slid her hand again over my bulging cock. "Does that feel good Sweetie?" Ummm ... oh ya Ma ... that feels super." I couldn't believe my mother was actually feeling my cock, even if it was through my pants. I kept my hands on her ass and kept feeling the marvelous two globes. Lifting her head again she stared into my eyes. Sexual encounters must always be slow and enjoyable. Impatience is the sign of a second-rate fucker.”‘Fuck,’ I thought, ‘this man is a sexual virtuoso.’“Now, slowly show me your appreciation,” he instructively concluded.Like a gourmet at a tasting, I unhurriedly began licking and relishing his magnificent knob.“Yes, boy, now we’re talking,” he lustfully exclaimed.Minutes later the chime sounded again.After we returned to the shed once more, Kev now removed his boots, trousers, and underpants,. My hands were now supporting her lower back and ass as she began slowly grinded back and forth on my swiftly growing erection. Her kisses were getting closer and closer to my mouth until after what seemed like an eternity, she planted the softest, sweetest peck right on my awaiting lips. Amelia continued grinding gently on my lap as I slipped my tongue in her mouth. She let out the faintest moan and then freed her arms from hugging me. They moved to the top of her dress where she began. Although she wasby no means a stupid person, the depth of her insight rocked the artist.It was a revelation to him that, as an artist, he should have seenhimself. Her understanding not only amazed him, but is also inspiredhim. Throwing back the blankets that covered him, he bounded from thebed, startling his lover, and sprinted, naked, from his bedroom, intohis studio, where the triptych stood, its right panel not onlyunfinished but also unbound. Now that Sheila's declaration hadstimulated his.