After she washed herself off she told me to stand up and I was still facing away when she started washing back of my legs and my but. Then she told me...to turn around to get my front. I turned around and she sat up on her knees and started washing my neck and shoulders and when I finally looked down to see her wet bush, it was gone! I didn't understand what happened to it but I saw my moms pussy lips for the first time. As I was staring at it she was washing my stomach when I felt my dick gets. "No feels to good OHHHH!" Jamal started hammering into me. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Jamal that's it fuck me" I said kissing him."Dani your pussy is so tight" he said."Just keep..OHHHH..fucking me Jamal" I heard voices getting closer."Franklin" Jamal stopped fucking me."Sir" Jamal responded."Do you need to go to the infirmary?" I started flexing my hips."No sir just need a good night sleep" he answered."Okat then let me know if you need to go to the infirmary" I heard"Yes sir I will" he answered.A. It is not easy to sense much through denim, but I imagined that I could feel an erection. An arm wrapped around me, the hand cupping my right breast, gently squeezing and making my nipple harden. I could hear a quickening of breath, and feel a mouth start to nibble on the side of my ear, intermittently kissing and biting. A right arm wrapped around my lower body, pulling my bum closer. Fingers pushed against my pubic bone, gently sliding up and down, sending sensations that felt like lightning. Certainly she didn’t deserve to die like this. But with each feminine scream, each girlish whimper, his pity became more and more engulfed by sadistic delight. He had noticed how pretty she was right away, of course. The moment they kidnapped her he had appreciated the curve of her waist under her shorts, the healthy glow in her cheeks, the depth of her beautiful brown eyes. Unlike his partner, he had avoided indulging in sexual fantasies until now. But the pitiful noises she was making now.