Suddenly, the scent of her arousal filled my nostrils. Dionne’s eyes were now closed, as she enjoyed my soft touch to caress her nice mound.I starte... to run my fingers up and down the slit between the lips. Her juices were flowing and running onto my lap beneath her. As my finger caressed her swollen pussy lips, they became coated in her excitement. But then she lifted her round hips from my lap and my hard dick slipped out from her wet love tunnel. Dionne opened her eyes and begged me to keep. She had cum so many times there was was no way she should need it again now -- but she did!Sex was like that, she thought. The more I get, the more I want. No, not want; fucking well need!The drive home did nothing to stop her brain going over the night before. The fucking, sucking, and kissing. His cock in her mouth, cunt, and even her willing arsehole.How she loved sex with him. But, part of her enjoyed her private time even more. Those times when her mind ran free. The thoughts of horny men. Her boobs were swaying from side to side and so did her arse. I had taken my shorts off and was gently rubbing my stiff shaft not wanting to shoot my load just yet."Yea Mum, you're doing a great job."She looked over towards me and saw me playing with my cock."I see that you are enjoying it whilst poor Mum has to slave away whilst being perved at and getting her all turned on and not allowed to touch my sooo wet cunt."She was bent forward with her arse facing up whilst wiping the coffee table.. .obviously not!"She pointed to where her jeans had been, and we dutifully looked. Two long wet lines were apparent, stopping about a foot from the wall where her jeans had been. There were marks up the wall towards the window....probably his as well. I now felt the pang of disappointment again that I'd missed it.Jackie had now pulled a tissue from out of the jeans pocket and was rubbing at the wet marks. I quietly looked at Mark and he mouthed the word sorry at me.I motioned my eyes towards.