He opened the door with the card key and the three of us filed into their room, still giddy and laughing. She grabbed me immediately and our kissing c...ntinued right where it had left off in the elevator. She led me to the bed and laid me down on my back. He had moved to a chair in the corner and was content to just watch us for now. As we fell into each others arms on the bed, there wasn’t the rip your clothes off, get down and dirty as fast you can urgency as I’ve often experienced. Each. Melissa felt him plunge all the way into her and then he paused.He whispered, “Oh God, Mom, I’m going to cum. Ohhhhh!!!”Suddenly Melissa came to her senses. Through the fog of repeated climaxes she hissed, “No! Eric, I left my birth control pills home.”But it was too late. The pent up sperm in Eric’s cock had already began its journey up the shaft. He didn’t even hear his mother as he screamed, “Ohhhhh, Gooooddddd!!!” With that his hot cream spewed deep into his mother’s pussy, shooting from. I happened to look up as they reached the counter and were ordering, the one I now know as Jasmine stood out, there she was, hands planted on the counter bending ever so slightly forward with her bum pushed out. Her feet were wide apart and she stood on tip toes as she leaned over the counter giving her order to the young barista, he looked a little flustered, obviously he was getting an eyeful down the top of her tshirt, I could see no bra straps, my cock hardened slightly again. As I watched. . . noo couldn't go there! She finished her Scotch.Without even being asked Zach got her another top-off of her libation. If he wasn't her son, what with the music and the several whiskeys and the erotic story of a girl seduced by a painter, she would have suspected him of trying to do the same to her. In fact, she was missing Martin quite a bit at the moment, and wasn't for his companionship at the Met, it was for his company as a partner for a frisky frolic. The horny heat that had hit.